My wish is to stay always like this, living quietly in a corner of nature.

My life has been nothing but a failure.

Eventually, my eyes were opened, and I really understood nature. I learned to love at the same time.

I have always worked better alone and from my own impressions.

My life has been nothing but a failure.

I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.

Everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to understand, when it is simply necessary to love.

People discuss my art and pretend to understand as if it were necessary to understand, when it's simply necessary to love.