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. Edvard Munch Women
The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men. Edvard Munch Money
I build a kind of wall between myself and t he model so that I can paint in peace behind it. Otherwise, she might say something that confuses and distracts me. Edvard Munch Peace
Sickness, insanity and death were the angels that surrounded my cradle and they have followed me throughout my life. Edvard Munch Death
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. Edvard Munch Men
Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life. Edvard Munch Death
Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light. Edvard Munch Death
I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw. Edvard Munch Music
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul. Edvard Munch Nature
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. Edvard Munch Art