Death Quote by Edvard Munch Download Open image “Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.” — Edvard Munch ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.3 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Death Light Painter Painting Rays
Color is the essence of painting, which the subject always killed. — Kazimir Malevich Copy Share Image
In an artist's life, death is perhaps not the most difficult thing. — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
There is no light painting or dark painting, but simply relations of tones. — Paul Cezanne Copy Share Image
It is essential that the painter should develop not only his eyes, but also his soul, so that it too may be capable of… — Wassily Kandinsky Copy Share Image
Painting contains a divine force which... makes the dead seem almost alive. — Leon Battista Alberti Copy Share Image
If light is the spiritual quality of painting, color is surely its heart and passion. — Robert Reynolds Copy Share Image
And what is death, if not a face at peace - its artistic perfection. — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Death is shot through with the details and colours of the lives that were lived. — Michael Rosen Copy Share Image
The work of art expresses precisely those things which do not die. It must do so, however, in a form that bears witness to… — Constantin Brancusi Copy Share Image
I'm not a painter who's saying, "I want people to see my work when I die; it will be this and that." That's not… — Paul Feig 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 down – the clouds were stained red, as if with blood. I felt as though the whole of nature was screaming – it seemed as though I could hear a scream. I painted that picture, painting… — Edvard Munch Copy Share
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 and either laughed or shook their heads reproachfully. They do not believe that these impressions, these instant sensations, could contain even the smallest grain of sanity. If a tree is red or blue, or a face… — Edvard Munch Copy Share
“He wondered how it was fair that your dying should depend so much on when you were born.” — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
What sets worlds in motion is the interplay of differences, their attractions and repulsions. Life is plurality, death is uniformity. By suppressing differences and pecularities, by eliminating different civilizations and cultures, progress weakens life and favors death. The ideal of a single civilization for everyone, implicit in the cult of progress and technique, impoverishes and mutilates us. Every view of… — Octavio Paz Copy Share
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
I do not want to live at the cost of the life even of a snake. I should let him bite me to death… — Mahatma Gandhi Copy Share Image
“It was beautiful. He thought he had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life; that, having seen it, he could die content, knowing that he would never see anything so beautiful again. He wished he could have seen it for longer. More, he wished he could have taken it apart, studied it all the way down to its… — Mira Grant Copy Share
With multiplayer, permanent death, and an ever-changing world to explore and conquer, 'A Valley Without Wind' might be the place you're looking for if… — Rob Manuel Copy Share Image
“What did you see?” she asked gently. His brow furrowed, as if he could not understand the question. Then his eyes turned to the paper on which he'd been writing. They went to the quill that he seemed surprised to see in his hand. When he turned to look at her again, fresh tears spilled from Michel de Nostredame's eyes.… — J. Anthony Torino Copy Share
Those whose life is long still strive for gain, and for all mortals all things take second place to money. — Sophocles Copy Share Image
“I practice Dying--every night-- But have not learned to, still-- Though Talented--by Mortal bones-- For such a common Skill.” — Alan W. Powers Copy Share
“You must understand the pain and grief of losing someone is nothing more than a function of survival.” — Steven Cooper Copy Share Image
I am not a depressive person at all, but I reflect a lot on my life, and life in general, from the perspective of… — Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu Copy Share Image
“Death is a reality that calls the rest of life and all of our assorted strivings into sharp relief.” — Craig D. Lounsbrough Copy Share Image