I am enslaved to my work, always wanting the impossible, and never, I believe, have I been less favoured by the endlessly changeable weather.
CLAUDE MONETDespite my exhaustion I have a devil of a time getting to sleep because of the rats above my bed and a pig who lives beneath my room.
More Claude Monet Quotes
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Listening only to my instincts, I discovered superb things.
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I still have a lot of pleasure doing them, but as time goes by I come to appreciate more clearly which paintings are good and which should be discarded.
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I despise the opinion of the press and the so-called critics.
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It is only too easy to catch people’s attention by doing something worse than anyone else has dared to do it before.
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For me, a landscape does not exist in its own right, since its appearance changes at any moment.
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Nature won’t be summoned to order and won’t be kept waiting. It must be caught, well caught.
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I’m enjoying the most perfect tranquillity, free from all worries, and in consequence would like to stay this way forever, in a peaceful corner of the countryside like this.
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One day Boudin said to me, ‘Learn to draw well and appreciate the sea, the light, the blue sky.’ I took his advice.
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My life has been nothing but a failure.
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These landscapes of water and reflection have become an obsession.
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My only desire is an intimate infusion with nature, and the only fate I wish is to have worked and lived in harmony with her laws.
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I waited for the idea to consolidate, for the grouping and composition of themes to settle themselves in my brain.
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I am very depressed and deeply disgusted with painting. It is really a continual torture.
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If the world really looks like that I will paint no more!
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Without the fog, London would not be a beautiful city. It is fog that gives it its magnificent amplitude its regular and massive blocks become grandiose in that mysterious mantle.
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