But can they great works get rid of the worm that lies gnawing at the roots of my heart? No, never.
EDVARD MUNCHBut can they great works get rid of the worm that lies gnawing at the roots of my heart? No, never.
EDVARD MUNCHDisease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
EDVARD MUNCHJust as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.
EDVARD MUNCHIn my childhood I always felt that I was treated unjustly, without a mother, sick, and with the threat of punishment in Hell hanging over my head.
EDVARD MUNCHAnybody 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 MUNCHFrom my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
EDVARD MUNCHMy will exceeds my talents.
EDVARD MUNCHMy breakthrough came very late in life, really only starting when I was 50. I had the strength for new deeds and ideas.
EDVARD MUNCHWithout fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.
EDVARD MUNCHI sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
EDVARD MUNCHIf what you want to paint is the emotive mood in all its strength then you must not sit and stare at everything and depict it exactly as one sees it.
EDVARD MUNCHI build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise, she might say something that confuses and distracts me.
EDVARD MUNCHThe 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 MUNCHA work of art can only come from the interior of man. Art is the form of the image formed upon the nerves, heart, brain and eye of man.
EDVARD MUNCHNo longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.
EDVARD MUNCHI do not paint what I see, but what I saw.
EDVARD MUNCH