"The lines and colors of a picture are like words in a poem."

"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 painti…"

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

"Through art I have tried to get clarity in my life. I have tried to find a light in the darkness."

"And I live with the dead – my mother, my sister [Sophie], my grandfather, my father [who died in 1889, when Munch was in France].. . Every day is the same – my friends have stopped coming – their laug…"