Edvard Munch

The disease of my soul is incurable.

I believe that art can heal.

I paint memories, not things.

Life is a disease, and death is the only cure.

My art is a way of understanding myself.

The sun no longer gives light. The sky is black. The earth is an empty space.

I paint the states of the soul.

The soul is like a vast, dark forest.

Every person is a universe.

I wanted to show that behind the outer facade of human beings, there is a whole world of emotions and thoughts.

The only way to understand art is to feel it.

I paint with my blood and my tears.

My art is a prayer.

The human heart is a dark and mysterious place.

I see ghosts in the daylight.

My art is an attempt to record the history of my soul.

The greatest art is that which expresses the deepest human emotions.

I am a wanderer, always searching for something I cannot find.

Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.

The angels of fear, sorrow, and death stood by my side since the day I was born.