Hell Quote by Edvard Munch Download Open image “And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?” — Edvard Munch ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.9 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Hell Night Rooms Staring Wake up
“From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed… — Edvard Munch Copy Share Image
Last night, I was on the threshold of hell. To-day, I am within sight of my heaven. I have my eyes on it: hardly… — Emily Bronte Copy Share Image
“The human mind is so limited it can only build an arbitrary heaven — and usually the physical comforts they endow it with are… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Normally I'd find myself awake in the middle of the night. Will you believe in what I say? — Stephen Jerzak Copy Share Image
If you keep your eyes so fixed on heaven that you never look at the earth, you will stumble into hell. — Austin O'Malley Copy Share Image
You may experience a little hell in your life, just to keep your focus on heaven . — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Your eyes are closed in hell and you haven't even opened them to see heaven. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I can see you where you might confuse me with a nightmare, but I can't imagine what you could have done to wind up… — Edward Cullen 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
Most of us are convinced that we are our egos, which is who we think we are. The ego is part of our incarnation.… — Ram Dass Copy Share Image
Some people give you that motivation to work harder simply to get the hell away from wherever they are. — Dane Cook Copy Share Image
“God hates Hell. He hates the idea of people going there. He hates it so much that He was willing to take on human… — Evan Minton Copy Share Image
Just when I thought that I was gtting better, boy was I wrong.. Things just turned to hell — Cupecake Copy Share Image
Every saved person this side of heaven owes the gospel to every lost person this side of hell. — David Platt Copy Share Image
I'm what is known as gradually disintegrating. I don't fear the next world, or anything. I don't fear hell, and I don't look forward… — Katharine Hepburn Copy Share Image
Except in these latter-day songs, [Bob] Dylan is a grizzled old prophet who's already been to hell and back. — Jay Michaelson Copy Share Image
...it was a huge creature, luminous, ghastly, and spectral. I have cross-examined these men, one of them a hard-headed countryman, one a farrier, and… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
There's little in taking or giving, There's little in water or wine: This living, this living, this living, Was never a project of mine.… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Beware of self-indulgence. The romance surrounding the writing profession carries several myths: that one must suffer in order to be creative; that one must… — David Brin Copy Share Image