And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell? — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
I have no fear of photography as long as it cannot be used in heaven and in hell. — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
The camera will never compete with the brush and palette until such time as photography can be taken to Heaven or Hell. — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
In my childhood I always felt that I was treated unjustly, without a mother, sick, and with the threat of punishment in… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
I learned early about the misery and dangers of life, and about the afterlife, about the external punishment which awaited the children… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
The camera will never compete with the brush and the palette, until such time as photographs can be taken in Heaven or… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
When I paint, I never think of selling. People simply fail to understand that we paint in order to experiment and to develop ourselves… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
For as long as I can remember I have suffered from a deep feeling of anxiety which I have tried to express in my… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
The Academies of Art are nothing but great painting factories - those with talent are fed in at one end, and they come out… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
I was walking along a road one evening – on one side lay the city, and below me was the fjord. The sun went… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
I was walking along the road with two friends. The sun set. I felt a tinge of melancholy. Suddenly the sky became a bloody… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
The notes I have made are not a diary in the ordinary sense, but partly lengthy records of my spiritual experiences, and partly poems… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted ... the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked. — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
Youth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes. — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
But can they [great works] get rid of the worm that lies gnawing at the roots of my heart? No, never. — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
My fear of life is necessary to me, as is my illness. Without anxiety and illness, I am a ship without a rudder. My… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
It would be quite amusing to preach a bit to all those people who for many years now have been looking at our paintings… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image