Edvard MunchThinkers

Art is the form of the image formed upon the nerves, heart, brain and eye of man: thus, a work of art can only come from the interior of man.

Art is the compulsive result of man's urge to open his heart.

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

A Color reconciles itself to one some colors, and to others just clashes.

Color is light, and to be a painter, one must work with rays of light.

Edvard Munch is one who does not depict everything exactly as he sees it, but rather paints the emotive mood in all its strength.

Giving is never giving for the rich man, but only stealing, and stealing twice over. First he steals the money and then the hearts of men.

Love is the name for a battle that goes on between men and women.

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye. . . It also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

The Painter is one who ought not depict everything exactly as he sees it, but rather ought to paint the emotive mood in all its strength.

Painting is not painting what one sees, but what one saw.

Painting carries a sacredness whereby viewers, if they understood it, would remove their hats as if they were in church.

Philanthropy is an utter sham when purportedly practiced by the rich man. The wealthy man who gives, steals twice over; first he steals the money and then the hearts of men.