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I do not believe in the art which is not the compulsive result of man’s urge to open his heart.

Edvard Munch

But can they great works get rid of the worm that lies gnawing at the roots of my heart? No, never.
EDVARD MUNCH

Greatness Heart Lying Root Work
I find it difficult to imagine an afterlife, such as Christians, or at any rate many religious people, conceive it, believing that the conversations with relatives and friends interrupted here on earth will be continued in the hereafter.
EDVARD MUNCH

Conversation Difficult Finding Myself Religion
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
EDVARD MUNCH

Eyes Nature Soul Visible
Art comes from joy and pain, But mostly from pain.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Creation Joy Pain
Any number of holier-than-thou honorable realists walk around in the belief that they have accomplished something, simply because they tell you for the hundredth time that a field is green and a red-painted house is painted red.
EDVARD MUNCH

Accomplishment Belief Holy Honor Walk
And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?
EDVARD MUNCH

Hell Myself Room Stare Wake Up
The Academies of Art are nothing but great painting factories – those with talent are fed in at one end, and they come out as mechanical painting machines.
EDVARD MUNCH

Academics Art Factory Greatness Painting Talent
Anybody who perceives colors can become a painter. It’s simply a question of whether or not one has felt anything and whether one has the courage to recount the things one has felt.
EDVARD MUNCH

Color Courage Feeling Oneself Paint Simplicity
I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Believe Born Heart Man Need Open
The notes I have made are not a diary in the ordinary sense, but partly lengthy records of my spiritual experiences, and partly poems in prose.
EDVARD MUNCH

Experience Myself Note Ordinary Poem
There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.
EDVARD MUNCH

Battle Love Man Woman
Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
EDVARD MUNCH

Color Oneself
The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.
EDVARD MUNCH

Painting Removal Understand View
What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Growth Human Joy Live Sorrow
Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
EDVARD MUNCH

Disease Follow Insane Life Man
Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
EDVARD MUNCH

Art Blood Heart Oneself Photography Touch

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