I don’t believe in an art that is not born out of man’s need to open his heart. — Edvard Munch Art Copy Share Image
All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart's blood. Art is your heart's blood. — Edvard Munch Art Copy Share Image
The colors live a remarkable life of their own after they have been applied to the canvas. — Edvard Munch Canvas Copy Share Image
The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men. — Edvard Munch Men Copy Share Image
And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell? — Edvard Munch Hell 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 Great work Copy Share Image
Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars. — Edvard Munch Boat Copy Share Image
Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light. — Edvard Munch Artist Copy Share Image
It was always my intention that The Frieze should be housed in a room which would provide a suitable architectural frame for… — Edvard Munch Intention Copy Share Image
This kind of painting with its large frames is a bourgeois drawing-room art. It is an art dealer's art-and that came in… — Edvard Munch Art Copy Share Image
I build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise,… — Edvard Munch Artist Copy Share Image
Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life. — Edvard Munch Angel Copy Share Image
I should have considered it wrong to have finished the Frieze before the room for its accommodation and the funds for its… — Edvard Munch Available Copy Share Image
My breakthrough came very late in life, really only starting when I was 50...I had the strength for new deeds and ideas. — Edvard Munch Age Copy Share Image
Anybody who perceives colors can become a painter. It's simply a question of whether or not one has felt anything and whether… — Edvard Munch Artist Copy Share Image
The Academies of Art are nothing but great painting factories - those with talent are fed in at one end, and they… — Edvard Munch Academy Copy Share Image
Your face encompasses the beauty of the whole earth. Your lips, as red as ripening fruit, gently part as if in pain.… — Edvard Munch Beauty Copy Share Image
I have been given a unique role to play on this earth: given to me by a life filled with sickness, ill-starred… — Edvard Munch Art Copy Share Image
I felt as if there were invisible threads connecting us - I felt the invisible strands of her hair still winding around… — Edvard Munch Bleeding 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… — Edvard Munch Bloody Copy Share Image
My father was temperamentally nervous and obsessively religious—to the point of psychoneurosis. From him I inherited the seeds of madness. The angels… — Edvard Munch Angel 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… — Edvard Munch Anxiety Copy Share Image
I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red –… — Edvard Munch Anxiety Copy Share Image
I find it difficult to imagine an afterlife, such as Christians, or at any rate many religious people, conceive it, believing that… — Edvard Munch Afterlife Copy Share Image
I sense a scream passing through nature. I painted ... the clouds as actual blood. The colour shrieked. — Edvard Munch Art Copy Share Image
Without anxiety and illness I should have been like a ship without a rudder. — Edvard Munch Anxiety Copy Share Image
Some colors reconcile themselves to one another, others just clash. — Edvard Munch Clash Copy Share Image
What is art? Art grows from joy and sorrow, but mostly from sorrow. It grows from human lives. — Edvard Munch Art Copy Share Image
My art is rooted in a single reflection: why am I not as others are? ... my art gives meaning to my life. — Edvard Munch Art Copy Share Image
A person himself believes that all the other portraits are good likenesses except the one of himself. — Edvard Munch Artist Copy Share Image
There is a battle that goes on between men and women. Many people call it love. — Edvard Munch Battle Copy Share Image
One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor — Edvard Munch Artist Copy Share Image
Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls. — Edvard Munch Anatomy Copy Share Image
Photography is an art which touches and grips one's own heart's blood. — Edvard Munch Art Copy Share Image
Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder. — Edvard Munch Anxiety Copy Share Image