Edvard Munch Quotes

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Edvard Munch

Profession : Artist

Birth : December 12, 1863

The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.

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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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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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I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.

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From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.

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Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life.

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Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.

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

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The colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas.

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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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Painting picture by picture, I followed the impressions my eye took in at heightened moments. I painted only memories, adding nothing, no details that I did not see. Hence the simplicity of the paintings, their emptiness.

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For as long as I can remember I have suffered from a deep feeling of anxiety which I have tried to express in my art.

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When I paint a person, his enemies always find the portrait a good likeness.

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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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To die is as if one's eyes had been put out and one cannot see anything any more. Perhaps it is like being shut in a cellar. One is abandoned by all. They have slammed the door and are gone. One does not see anything and notices only the damp smell of putrefaction.

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I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell.

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Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash.

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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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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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In common with Michelangelo and Rembrandt I am more interested in the line, its rise and fall, than in color.

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