From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.
EDVARD MUNCHDisease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
More Edvard Munch Quotes
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The camera will never compete with the brush and the palette, until such time as photographs can be taken in Heaven or Hell.
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Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
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The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.
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My will exceeds my talents.
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I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.
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Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
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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.
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Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
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Oil-painting is a developed technique. Why go backwards?
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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.
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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.
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Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.
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It was always my intention that The Frieze should be housed in a room which would provide a suitable architectural frame for it.
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By painting colors and lines and forms seen in quickened mood I was seeking to make this mood vibrate as a phonograph does. This was the origin of the paintings in The Frieze of Life.
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The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.
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