One can easily tell that the creator of the paintings in the Sistine Chapel was above all a sculptor. Edvard Munch chapelcreatoreasily Change image and share on social
To die is as if one's eyes had been put out and one cannot see anything any more. Perhaps it is like being shut in a cellar. One is abandoned by all. They have slammed the door and are gone. One does not see anything and notices only the damp smell of putrefaction. Edvard Munch abandoncellardamp share on social
I find it difficult to imagine an afterlife, such as Christians, or at any rate many religious people, conceive it, believing that the conversations with relatives and friends interrupted here on earth will be continued in the hereafter. Edvard Munch afterlifebelievechristian share on social
I learned early about the misery and dangers of life, and about the afterlife, about the external punishment which awaited the children of sin in Hell. Edvard Munch afterlifeawaitchild Change image and share on social
Painting picture by picture, I followed the impressions my eye took in at heightened moments. I painted only memories, adding nothing, no details that I did not see. Hence the simplicity of the paintings, their emptiness. Edvard Munch adddetailemptiness share on social
It was always my intention that The Frieze should be housed in a room which would provide a suitable architectural frame for it. Edvard Munch architecturalframefrieze Change image and share on social
In my childhood I always felt that I was treated unjustly, without a mother, sick, and with the threat of punishment in Hell hanging over my head. Edvard Munch childhoodfelthang Change image and share on social
The rich man who gives, steals twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men. Edvard Munch heartmanmoney Change image and share on social
Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul. Edvard Munch eyeincludenature Change image and share on social
The notes I have made are not a diary in the ordinary sense, but partly lengthy records of my spiritual experiences, and partly poems in prose. Edvard Munch diaryexperiencelengthy Change image and share on social
