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Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

Edvard Munch

Photography is an art which touches and grips one’s own heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Oneself Photography Touch
Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.
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Boat Disease Fear Life Myself
One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor.
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Creation Easy Painting Sculptor
I learned early about the misery and dangers of life, and about the afterlife, about the external punishment which awaited the children of sin in Hell.
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Children Dangerous Hell Learning Misery Sin
I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.
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Fear Heaven Hell Photography
It is better to have a good painting with ten holes than ten bad paintings without any holes.
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Art Better Goodness Painting
A 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.
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Art Brain Eyes Interior Man Work
But can they great works get rid of the worm that lies gnawing at the roots of my heart? No, never.
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Greatness Heart Lying Root Work
I do not paint what I see, but what I saw.
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Myself Paint See
What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives.
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Art Growth Human Joy Live Sorrow
No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.
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Breathe Love Paint Reading Suffering Woman
When I paint, I never think of selling. People simply fail to understand that we paint in order to experiment and to develop ourselves as we strive for greater heights.
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Experiment Greatness Height Paint Sales Thinking
There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love.
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Battle Love Man Woman
Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.
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Anxiety Myself Ship Sick
I 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.
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Build Distract Kind Model Myself Painting
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.
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Eyes Nature Soul Visible
All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart’s blood. Art is your heart’s blood.
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Art Blood Heart Literature Yourself
Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.
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Disease Follow Insane Life Man
A work of art comes only from inside a human being.
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Art Human Work
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.
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Experience Myself Note Ordinary Poem
Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.
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Artist Human Myself Soul Try
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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Art Believe Heart Myself Open
Without fear and illness, I could never have accomplished all I have.
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Accomplishment Fear Myself Sick
When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.
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Enemy Finding Goodness Painting Person Portrait
In 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.
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Childhood Feeling Hang Head Punishment
I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked.
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Cloud Myself Nature Scream
Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.
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Color Oneself

Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

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