Edvard Munch

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“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.”

― Edvard Munch

“From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation. And I would often wake up at night and stare widely into the room: Am I in Hell?”

― Edvard Munch

“My fear of life is necessary to me, as is my illness. Without anxiety and illness, I am a ship without a rudder. My art is grounded in reflections over being different from others. My sufferings are part of my self and my art. They are indistinguishable from me, and their destruction would destroy my art. I want to keep those sufferings.”

― Edvard Munch

“I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.”

― Edvard Munch

“I felt as if there were invisible threads connecting us – I felt the invisible strands of her hair still winding around me – and thus as she disappeared completely beyond the sea – I still felt it, felt the pain where my heart was bleeding – because the threads could not be severed.”

― Edvard Munch

“The camera will never compete with the brush and palette until such time as photography can be taken to Heaven or Hell.”

― Edvard Munch

“Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye… it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.”

― Edvard Munch

“Your face encompasses the beauty of the whole earth. Your lips, as red as ripening fruit, gently part as if in pain. It is the smile of a corpse. Now the hand of death touches life. The chain is forged that links the thousand families that are dead to the thousand generations to come.”

― Edvard Munch

“My whole life has been spent walking by the side of a bottomless chasm, jumping from stone to stone. Sometimes I try to leave my narrow path and join the swirling mainstream of life, but I always find myself drawn inexorably back towards the chasm’s edge, and there I shall walk until the day I finally fall into the abyss.”

― Edvard Munch

“Without anxiety and illness I should have been like a ship without a rudder.”

― Edvard Munch

“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.”

― Edvard Munch

“Human fates are like planets
Like a star that emerges from the dark – and meets another star –

shines for a second before disappearing again
into the dark – [it is] in this way – in this way
a man and a woman meet – glide towards
one another are illuminated in love’s
flames – to then disappear
in their separate directions –
Only a few meet in a single large blaze
– where they both can be fully united”

― Edvard Munch

Edvard Munch. About This Norwegian Artist & His Painting Style | Nancy Reyner

“ljubav je bozhansko osecanje i svaka nova zaljubljenost obavezno u sebi nosi i senku zhalosti zbog delica sopstvenog ja koje se daruje objektu strasti.”
― Edvard Munch

“The sea – it is as incomprehensible as existence – it is incomprehensible as death – as eternal as longing.”
― Edvard Munch

“No creo en el arte que no nace de la necesidad del hombre de abrir su corazón.”
― Edvard Munch, Cuadernos del alma

“Io sono come il sonnambulo che cammina lungo il crinale di un tetto

a passi sicuri e con calma lui cammina senza vedere senza udire
Ma qualcuno lo assale con urla
via via sempre più forti
si risveglia e piomba giù dal tetto
al di fuori dei suoi sogni
Non fatemi questo
non questo
io serenamente cammino dentro ai sogni che sono la mia vita
soltanto così posso vivere”
― Edward Munch

“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