"You can meet me after dinner." "Consumption is a widespread disease in Kristiania nowadays especially amongst the poor and in crowded areas." "How long are your working hours?" "From six to six with an hour´s break for lunch." " How much do you earn?" " Fifteen crowns a week." "Bless us, O Lord, and these Thy gifts which of Thy bounty we are about to receive." "Amen." "I work in a factory too." "I have to be up before five to make breakfast for my husband and children." " Do the children work?" " Yes, they´re at the factory too." "Eleven hours a day." " Help yourself." " l´m too tired." "Sophie has asked me to write down my last will for her." "I´ve called it My Exhortations." ""My dear children." "I am so afraid that in heaven" ""l shall miss you who are so dear to my heart here on earth." ""But, trusting in the Lord, I shall beg for your souls as long as" ""He grants me life."" "Father walked to and fro across the floor." "Then he sat down beside Mother on the sofa." "They whispered to each other and leaned against each other." "Karlemann looked at them and wondered why tears ran down their cheeks." ""Death and the kingdom of death were cast in the fiery sea." ""This is another death." "Anyone not written in The Book Of Life..."" "How long have you had it?" "Three weeks." " ls your throat sore?" " Yes, a little." "Open wide and I´ll have a look." "The first symptoms are fatigue and poor appetite, an evening temperature and a hint of a cold." "When the disease develops, one´s temperature rises and the cold grows worse." "One begins to sweat at night." "Haemorrhage results in more than 50% of the cases." "What happens to those who believe in God if they give way to masturbation?" "The unfortunate wretches go mad." "This applies to everyone." "We all have a sexual instinct." "Everyone masturbates to some degree." " Women too?" " Women too." "What do you do out so late every night, Edvard?" "You weren´t home until the small hours last night." "So you´ve been spying on me?" "I hear when you come home." "And notjust that. I know by the smell." "All evil can be traced to Christianity." "Christianity suppresses man´s vital desires." "What is a "respectable human being"?" "One who´s not out at night drinking with people like that." "Be quiet, so that I may speak with Edvard." "Have you told your parents that you don´t believe in God?" "I don´t want to say I don´t." "Why not?" "Can´t you follow your own free will?" "Are you out drinking?" " Drinking?" "A glass of beer?" " You smell of spirits, too." "That dreadful Jager you mix with, he´s the Antichrist incarnate." "If there´s no evil outside Christianity" "Of course there´s evil, but it comes from moral concepts." "Today´s society would be happier if people were allowed to develop their lusts and desires." " l understand you." " Do you?" "You don´t seem to." "You never do what I want." "You follow your own course." "You don´t understand me!" "Much better than you think." "No, you don´t." "We never understand each other in this house." "I´ll never be done with you, since you never do what I want." " l´m tired of this." " Now you be quiet!" "The children were absent from school a lot because of illness and I tried to study a little with them at home." "We can sit by the fire before you go to bed." "My sister Sophie also died from tuberculosis." "She was 15 years of age." ""And I saw the dead stand before the throne" ""and books were opened." "The Book Of Life was opened" ""and the dead were judged in accordance with their deeds" ""and the sea gave up its dead..."" "My sister Laura was very talented." "She learned languages and mathematics effortlessly." "She got honours in Latin." "But she was born with a difficult and nervous disposition so she could never make use of her education." "Edvard, I want to talk with you." "Your aunt said that a plate was broken." "Was it Peter Andreas?" " No, it was Laura." " No, it was Edvard." "The Bible says that you´re punished." "Onan was punished." "It also says that man must replenish the earth." "One doesn´t do that by masturbating!" "That was nice and warm, wasn´t it?" "And now we´ll wash your ears." "Half of the adults in this country are women." "They are also citizens but they are placed under guardianship and are tyrannized by men and by society emotionally, legally and economically." "I must make sure that there aren´t too many bills at once." "In the workplaces where we´re admitted, in industries and schools, we get one-third of the wages men get for the same work." "What sort of work do they do?" "They work at putting together matchboxes." "Their fingers are burned by the phosphorus." "How much do they earn?" "One crown a day." "How old are the children?" "The oldest is 14." "The youngest girl is 12." "The most important thing in art is its own means, like colour." "It doesn´t matter so much what you paint." "You can paint horse dung or anything." " Then you paint for yourself?" " The colour must be a joy to see." "People must undergo an experience looking at art." "But which people?" "The bourgeoisie." "They can afford to buy works of art." "But what about those who queue for food?" "There has been a lot of illness and death in our family." "Mamma died of tuberculosis when she was 30 years old and Granny died of the same disease when she was 36." "They walk down the Karl Johan." "All the virtuous little misses want to trip along there." "His father walked back and forth." "He kept his hands clasped." "I consider marriage to be based on something which is completely impossible for me." "One is obliged to love another human being all one´s life." "It seems utterly absurd." "No one can order me to love someone I have grown to hate." "What do you think of the Bohemians´ conduct?" "One might characterize their conduct as follows;" "I consider it to be extremely unprepossessing and a distinct danger for certain easily influenced souls." "I´m not talking about prostitutes but human beings who can love." "The only thing they seem capable of is so-called free love." "But rabbits are capable of that too." ""l love you, love you." "Take me, kiss me, hold me and then" ""embrace me, hug me so that I never breathe again." ""Your kiss is so fiery tonight." ""Fever takes you in command." ""Your tears run slowly down and burn into my hand."" ""Do you think that I´ve tired of you?" ""Oh no!" "Smile happily as you did before." ""Stay with me tonight." "Let my arm curl close about your waist."" "How were sexual matters dealt with in your home?" "They weren´t dealt with at all." "Everything was kept secret around me." "I understood nothing until it was too late." "In her testament, Mamma asked us to be good and to love Jesus." "Sophie, shall we sing a Christmas carol?" "Four of Granny´s eight children died before they were 16." "Tell us about his work." "Edvard Munch is a very talented young painter." "But he´s more interested in painting light and shadow than in social conditions." "Edvard, my brother, almost died too, from the same disease." "Lord God, I beg you..." "Has all the suffering in your family affected your faith?" "I don´t think it´s for me to interfere in God´s will." "He loves us and we must be grateful." ""Our Father which art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name." ""Thy kingdom come." "Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven."" "Munch´s family is puritan." "Everyone who´s seen his father knows that." "When he´s with us he has to go home for family evening prayer." ""Lead us not into temptation." "But deliver us from evil." ""For thine is the kingdom, the power and the glory" ""Forever and ever." ""Amen."" " Have you met his family?" " l´ve never seen him pray either." "He sits there like a monk!" "It was distressing for the older children to see so much illness and death." "Are you sick?" ""lf anyone worships the beast and its image" ""and receives a mark on his forehead or on his hand" ""he also shall drink the wine of God´s wrath" ""poured unmixed into the cup of his anger" ""and he shall be tormented in the presence of the holy angels."" "To be free on Sundays, I have to work 1 7 - 18 hours the other days." "It´s hard work." "Some of my friends, after working hours, make so little that they often take to the streets to make money." "Look at prostitution in Kristiania today." "According to Christian morals there is no prostitution today but it´s typical that the prostitution is checked by the police." "But you´re for making people live on prostitution." "No. ln my society there is no room for prostitution." "In this society it´s the bourgeoisie who gain from prostitution." "Yet bourgeois morals do not allow it to exist;" ""Thou shalt not commit adultery."" "What are your views on marriage?" "In my opinion, marriage is an incalculably important and necessary institution, which undoubtedly forms the foundation of our social and cultural structure." "Without marriage, rootless and chaotic conditions would arise, which in turn, I fear, might easily lead to anarchy." "In brief, if we want to maintain peace and order, it is essential for us to support and expand our institutions." "The way society is today, if one marries and has a wife, she is just as prostituted as "the girls from Viken"." "Sit there." "Those who are prostituted are excluded from society by the same people..." "Lean backwards." "...who´ve placed them in that situation." "That´s the bourgeoisie´s love of humanity." "A little wider." "Raise your feet higher." " Name and address." " Line Pedersen." "When I ask for your name, I want your surname first." "Name..." "Pedersen." "Once Grandfather came back from a business trip and he found Granny behind a screen together with three dead children." "Hello." "You live quite close to here?" "Then we´re neighbours." " Will you visit me one day?" " l´d like to." "Some ladies are visiting me today." "Perhaps tomorrow?" " Aren´t you hungry?" " Yes, I am hungry." "Beautiful landscape." "It´s so blue." "All the things he´d wanted to say." "He felt awkward and afraid." "They walked on in silence." "His cheeks burned." "She spent most of her time in bed, coughing into a handkerchief." "Did blood come this time too?" " l kissed you." "Are you angry?" " No." "Kissed your neck." "If you´re angry, you can beat me." "I´m not angry." "Perhaps you´ll let me kiss your mouth too?" "Stand still like that." "Let me see you." "How picturesque you are in this light." "I´m so restless at night;" "I can´t sleep." "I have such dreadful dreams." "I sleepwalk. I have such a longing to come to you." "I do so like the dark." "I can´t stand the light." "It should be like tonight." "So mysterious." "I could do the most awful things in the dark." "Anything." "I don´t want to!" "What?" "Don´t you want to?" "Come here!" "What?" "Are you crazy?" "Don´t be so frightened." "What a wretched idiot you are." "A cowardly wretch!" "Cowardly!" "Why are you so set on becoming a great painter?" "You´re going to die anyway." "Then you´ll be gone." "How strange and quiet it is in the forest." "Imagine living here, not alone but with someone else." "It´s so mysterious here." "The beautiful pale face with its soft full mouth, its half-closed eyes and its throat." "He had to own it again, to look into those eyes, so often hard." "Sophie and Edvard," "I shall soon be leaving you" "and I´m so afraid of what will happen to our family when I do." "That´s why I want to talk to you now" "and I hope you can promise me to take care of Laura, Andreas and Inger" "so that I can travel up to heaven with an easy mind." " Will you promise me that, Sophie?" " Yes, Mamma." " Will you promise me that, Edvard?" " Yes, Mamma." "I feel you in here, very strongly." " Have you had physical relationships?" " Oh, many." "Do you feel that you´ve fulfilled yourself as a human being?" "I try but there are many obstacles." " Do you achieve satisfaction?" " Now, but not before." "When one is born one knows nothing." "One is surrounded by adults one looks up to, adults full of words and prejudices." "Particularly in my family which is very bourgeois." "I was filled with lots of admonitions." "You mustn´t do this, do that." "Things that I very much wanted to do were considered wrong by them and then conflicts arose." "I´ve been thinking of you all night." "I haven´t slept." "A plate was broken today." "Was it you?" " No, it was Sophie." " Sophie, did you do it?" " Sophie, was it you?" " No." "Edvard." ""l went down on my knees" ""and stretched my hands with my gaze resting on her eyes." ""Her eyes retained their shy expression." ""Then at once they grew large and tender." ""And she drew me up to her," ""put her arms about me and rested her head against my shoulders." ""l leaned my head against hers and kissed her black hair."" ""She lay there with her head back and her beautiful throat exposed." ""l kissed it and wanted to carry her to the bed." ""But the touch of her soft limbs" ""took all strength from my arms."" "And that married woman..." "You shouldn´t show yourself with her." "Have you got something else besides your work to think of?" "I feel much calmer." "I sleep at night too." "That´s fine." "I waited for half an hour on the Karl Johan." "And when at last she came, she simply walked past." "She scarcely looked at me." "It´s a good thing I don´t like her any longer." "When I try to live according to what I think is right for me and try to find my freedom and live according to my rules," "the only thing the bourgeoisie interest themselves in is how many love affairs I have." "Only my friends look at and talk about what I do, about my paintings." "She began to talk about how he had not greeted her on the street, that she was just as good as other ladies." "Look at Mrs. Pettersen who went with the lieutenant to Paris." "It made him shudder to hear the affection with which she spoke." "Her hand was large and coarse." "She placed her cheek against his." "He turned his head away so that their mouths didn´t meet." "She was too repulsive." "I am so glad you came." "I saw you out walking with another man yesterday." " Just a friend." " A friend!" "I´d been waiting half an hour and you walked straight past." "I was with Lieutenant Lund." "He´s just a friend." "Don´t shout." "Everybody can hear." "Damn it, I have hundreds of things to think of!" "It can´t go on like this!" "Perhaps if I´ll tell her that it´s all my fault, perhaps she´ll like me then... lf l tell her I could die for her..." "This is nothing to laugh at!" "You shouldn´t take it so much to heart." "There are plenty of women with her qualities." "I find it difficult to know what life I should lead." "Even if I try to live freely with men, they haven´t changed." "They consider that a woman should behave in such and such a way, which I am incapable of doing." "It´s long past midnight and you´re out every evening." "Aren´t you going to answer?" " Don´t push me!" " Are you drunk?" "What do you do when you´re out?" "He´s just a friend." "It can´t go on like this!" "I feel that if ever I am to find myself I can´t adapt myself to their standards." "Men I am with, who say that they are free, have beliefs too, which I feel obstruct my freedom." "In fact I don´t even know what my freedom is." "I can´t take anymore of this." "And you know that!" "We mustn´t speak to each other like this." "We mustn´t." "You are a human being in a society oppressed by standards and prejudices in every direction." "Painters can´t take notice of political programs." "You have to paint something as you see it." "You can´t sit down and paint... well... details." "You can come from a bedroom into the living room in the morning and you see everything as if in a bluish light, even the darkest shadows." "That´s how you should paint it." "As you see it." "She let herself be drawn ever closer." "Right up against him." "He held her gently about the waist." "She reached up towards him." "He felt a warm mouth against his throat, a wet mouth against his and his mouth slipped in towards hers." ""A feeling of sweet impotence poured in over my shoulders" ""and flowed down through my limbs" ""until I knelt, pressed her tight against me" ""and kissed her lush uncovered throat like one possessed."" "Something which I do not understand occurs again and again and that is that a relationship starts strongly." "And I know what passion is." "I don´t know what love is but I know what passion is." "The odd thing is that a relationship can begin with the feeling that the world is worthless without this one person." "We should not have spoken of it." "And gradually, without you noticing what is happening, this person becomes the one who is holding back your life." "She looked into my eyes with her fair hair and her pale, delicate skin." "You´re strange." "But you´re a fine person." "You´re sweet." "What do you think of women who have extra-marital relationships?" "In my opinion a woman is and ought to be a defenceless and beautiful little being, both in body and soul, who needs the protection and security of a man." "If you think this is funny, it´s..." "She smiled with her pale lips and white teeth." "We suit each other, don´t we?" "You´re so strange, Munch." "I received a copy of the book from the police in Kristiania with certain parts underlined." "I telegraphed at once to ask all the police commissioners to stop the publication of the book." "Does your imprisonment influence your work?" "No, it has no influence whatsoever." "The fact that good people, who use literature for diversion, scream and cross themselves, means nothing. I knew they would." "It provokes the bourgeoisie who live their cozy, false life." "I think it provokes them enormously to see free women." "Everything outside the fence they have raised around themselves is so terrifying for them except perhaps in their dreams, when they indulge in fantasies." "But when I live openly and freely I think they become terrified." "The so-called free women that we´re always hearing about, they can´t really be quite normal" "but they can become normal, if they discover their real capacity." "Half an hour until she came and she merely smiles when she passes by" "with another man." "Oh, damn!" "Finally I finished, exhausted." "I had brought out a good deal of the first impression, the trembling mouth, the transparent shine and the tired eyes" "but the colours in the painting were not finished." "It was pale and grey." "The painting was heavy as lead." "The public won´t accept that sort of madness." "Every time one passes this painting people are standing laughing at it." "Some people always set themselves up as guardians over others." "In literature they decide what is decent and indecent." "A human life is decent but to write about human sexual life is indecent." "As long as I can write, I want to combat society and its rules in order to create a society in which literature is free." "Who has the right to stop anyone writing about his emotional life?" "No one!" "I want life, that which is alive." "What the hell do I care whether the chair is properly made?" "What I wanted to bring out is what cannot be measured." "The tired movement in the eyes, in the eyelids, the lips must look as though they whispered something." "It must have been painted by one almost mentally deranged who sees hallucinations as if in a fever." "I lay down on a sofa in the corner." "I lay half asleep." "I hated them for looking at me." "It is possible that Munch can speak in some way or other... to those with a sick emotional life." "But I think it´s one of the most dreadful things I´ve seen." "One would have expected that a painter who presents his paintings at a public exhibition would respect people´s taste in a totally different way." "Why do you think I shouted so angrily at you and said that I couldn´t put up with seeing you anymore?" "It was because you lied!" "It´s that inaccessibility of yours that makes me so angry!" "You said that I shouldn´t come so often." "Yes but then I didn´t know how much I liked you." "You´ve forgotten me now." "You have someone else." "I love you." "If only I had known that you went to somebody else to punish me." "It´s the uncertainty that makes me so nervous, so furious." "You demand more and more love from me." "Don´t you understand that I can´t give you more than I have to give?" "At the very moment you showed your feelings, it seems as though you wanted to take something back as if stolen from you." "is it for your art you save yourself?" "You need a woman and yet you don´t want one." "I like you but we really can´t meet like this." "You follow me everywhere." "You plague me." "Jealousy is possessiveness." "Yourjealousy is driving me to other love affairs." "You can´t own a woman like an object." "It´s impossible." "You know that I like you, but  but more as a friend." "Friendship is..." "Friendship is so little." "Life is short." "This is very serious." "We should notify them." "I feel so young." "I try to see life optimistically." "We have different views on life." "You seem a little gloomy." "You seem weak, a little tired of life." "I don´t want to kiss you." "They looked at each other without speaking." "At that moment he had a feeling that life´s greatest happiness slipped from his grasp." "There were tears in her eyes." "Have you seen Miss C. since she married?" "I expect things are difficult for you." "It must feel strange when you think of her." "Why has Munch´s work changed so much since The Sick Child?" "I can only guess but something must have happened to Munch which made him lose faith in himself and his art," "poor criticism as well as other factors." "Society accepts the fact that a man has a mistress" "but, if a woman has a lover, it´s quite a different matter." "Have you thought about that?" "Later perhaps." "Perhaps we can meet then." "Everything could be different." "We mustn´t take it so casually." "If I marry, I must live for my husband." "A woman often marries because she needs to be supported." "She can´t earn what she needs to live." "What was she thinking of as she sleepwalked along?" "A Madonna-like beauty." "That´s the way it goes, year after year, a sort of trap." "Having now promised to live together in matrimony and vouchsafed it before God and this congregation, I declare you..." "Was she now also thinking of the pale man behind the column?" "...in the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Ghost." "Amen." "What God has joined together let no man put asunder." "She forced her way between me and my ideal, my art!" "And yet I couldn´t stop loving her." "I couldn´t put up with anymore of her false devotion and lies." "Her love was poisonous!" " She must have feelings too." " l don´t give a damn!" "Damn it, I said to her, you´re lying on white sheets." "Your body will become deformed by disease and rot." "Perhaps you´re going to die, ugly and stinking!" "I´ll laugh while I drink wine with beautiful women." "My joy will be even greater than the despair she brought." "I shall laugh, laugh, laugh!" "Dr. Munch´s death was a hard blow to the family." "We had just moved to Hauketo and Dr. Munch liked it very much out here." "The Sunday before he became ill we took a walk home from the church and the rest of us could not keep pace with him." "There is a city in the city, the city of the dead." "There the graves lie side by side." "There you´ll find hovels and palaces." "There quiet people live, the dead." "It is a popular city." "The bones moulder and make way for new." "What if one dies?" ""Naught but sorrow and torment, misery and strife." ""There is not much more to be had from life." ""You pay a price too high forjoys too brief." ""Our pleasures are bought by torment and grief." ""lf to love´s pleasure your body surrenders" ""The source of all pains a new life is engendered."" "When I light the lamp, I suddenly see my own enormous shadow over the entire wall," "In the great mirror above the fireplace I see myself, the face of my own ghost, and I live with the dead." "All it said was, "Dearest, come at eight o´clock tomorrow."" "I stared at each letter, each stain, for the marks of her fingers." "Did she love me or was she pretending?" "Did she love me or the other or both at the same time?" ""You are the vampire" ""which sucks my sparkling blood" ""From the channels of my heart" ""with icy draining looks" ""My body glows like desert sand burned and charred" ""And the dry Sirocco of madness" ""rages and my blood flows"" "We didn´t even know each other and yet was it because she took my first kiss that she took the fragrance of life from me?" "Was it because she lied, deceived that she suddenly took the scales from my eyes one day?" "There was to be no more painting interiors now, people reading and knitting but living people who breathe, feel, suffer and love." "She closes her eyes and listens to the words he whispers into her long hair." "I´d depict it as I saw it now, but in the blue haze." "I remember something Munch once said a couple of years ago." "He had discovered that the Greeks regarded death as blue." "It says somewhere in The Iliad, "Blue death closes his eyes."" ""Here in the grey gloomy North," Munch said," ""we regard death as black." "But in sunny Hellas" ""they regard it as blue." "Why shouldn´t it be blue?"" "This painting, which is called Night makes such demands on one´s ability to guess that few people go to the trouble of studying it more closely." "The atmosphere around the painting is so faintly designated that it seems to disappear before one can grasp it." "The painter himself follows his own path in a misty and shapeless world of dreams." "Munch is primarily a lyric poet in colour." "He feels colours, feels in colours, but he does not see them." "He sees sorrow and crying and brooding and withering." ""The river flows so slowly Flows and flows and flows." ""And daylight goes, goes." ""Night will soon be here." ""The light shines out of my room." ""Turns to regard me ln silence and in anxiety." ""lt knows he is coming."" "Was it that she was so much more beautiful than others?" "No, I don´t even know if she was beautiful." "Her mouth was big." "She could be ugly." "In my article in the Mercure de France I refer to this work by Gauguin." "I explain that it is the duty of the new artist to choose between the numerous elements which make up objectivity." "He is also entitled to distort, to emphasize, to exaggerate line, form and colour in accordance with his personal vision and individual subjectivity." "She was affected, a liar and a whore!" "There seem to be rules demanding that women sacrifice themselves." "The best thing one can say about a woman is that she is self-sacrificing." "I can´t put up with it anymore." "I am so fond of her but why is she so angry with me?" "Things are so difficult at times." "I know that I lose control." "I wonder if something is going on between her and Jager." "What shall I do then?" "At any rate, I believe that the idea must be that one lives according to one´s particular possibilities," "that one has a duty to develop these possibilities, that one has a duty to... well..." "to expand oneself, to acquire more knowledge, a greater breadth." "I think that leads to greater freedom in the long run." "I walked along the road with two friends." "The sun went down." "I felt it like a melancholy sigh." "Suddenly the sky became blood red." "I stopped." "I leaned against the fence tired to death." "I saw the flaming sky like blood, like a sword over the fjord and the town." "My friends continued on." "I stood there shaking in anguish." "I felt it like a great endless scream through nature." "The entire exhibition is a mockery." "Every painting!" "The man must be mad." "The colours are so unnatural." "We haven´t had a revolution!" "Just think of people´s reaction!" "To invite someone who..." " This rubbish doesn´t belong here." " That´s not what I think." "We must be united on objective grounds." "That´s nonsense!" "No!" "We´ll withdraw from the Society if the exhibition is closed down." "I went to the Rotunda for a laugh." "But, my God, I didn´t laugh." "I found a great deal that was strange, even disgusting but I also found tones that were delicate, almost too sensitive." "A dark room washed through with moonlight." "Lonely roads." "The secretive Norwegian summer night." "I felt as though I heard the breathing of melancholy people struggling with their problems." "No sound came from their breasts." "They sat alone by the shore." "My God, I didn´t laugh." "Right now all women hate Buddhas, hate and humiliate them, well knowing that they will never become Buddhas." "On the other hand, she feels a sort of instinctive sympathy for beggars, braggarts, liars and dogs, especially mangy ones." "Being married is the only possibility you women have of surviving." "You simply can´t exist without a man." "If we leave you, you fall like ninepins." "Not the slightest artistic tradition or affinity with accepted artistic ideals can be found in Blunch or his colleagues." "When he breathed it felt as though his chest had come loose" "and all his blood would pour out through his mouth." "Jesus Christ!" "I feel better now." "May I look out the window?" "God bless you, my child." " Something to drink?" " No, thank you." "Do you have a nice hotel room?" "What do you think of the girls?" "Perhaps you´d like a chubby girl?" "In her will" "Mother asked us to be good and to love Jesus." "We all had to promise her that we would go on believing in Jesus." "I am so fond of the dark." "Will you be staying the whole night or only half an hour?" "The night." "30 marks, please." "It´s good to stay longer lt´s much better." "Thank you." ""A kiss, a kiss is not a sin..."" "It´s so calm." "May I kiss you?" "Do you sleep better now?" "Has anyone tried to love a woman who walks like a man, talks like a man, moves like a man?" "It´s like loving a man who acts like a woman." "Disgusting!" "He was very happy that Edvard had received the scholarship." "But he was sorry that he had forgotten to send Edvard´s Bible." "I´ve written to Edvard to say that he must buy one." "It´s far too dangerous to share a woman with another man." "If a man mounts a woman who has just been with another man, the preceding man´s sperm will enter the organ of the man now mounting her." "This can´t go on." "I can´t put up with anymore." "Emotions..." "I can´t have emotions." "I wait and then she comes and simply walks past with a smile." ""l look." "I look at the white sky." ""l look at the grey-blue clouds." "I look at the bloody sun." ""So this is the world." "This is the home of the planets." ""A drop of rain." ""l look at the high buildings." ""l look at the thousand windows, At the distant church spire." ""So this is the world." "So this is the home of mankind." ""The grey-blue clouds gather." "The sun disappears." ""l look at well-dressed gentlemen." "I look at smiling ladies." ""l look at leaning horses and the grey-blue clouds grow heavy." ""l look. I look." ""l must have come to the wrong globe." "Everything is so strange."" "I placed the paintings together and it was as though each painting was connected to the others." "Then there came a tone, a musical tone linking the pictures together." "So, if a relationship between two people is to be sound and I think it can be so even if not forever," "it must be based on mutual regard, on tolerance." "English doctors have proved that if two children lie together the weaker will absorb strength from the stronger." "Which of them loses by it, do you think?" "The stronger." "And the male is the stronger?" "Yes." "I have also written something to Edvard, my eldest son." ""Do not covet" ""that which is on earth" ""but rather that which is in heaven." ""Keep watch and pray." ""Your mother."" "I can´t go on." "Colours, brushwork and lines express so much." "They are fantastic." "No artist can compete with him." "To be honest, I don´t like these paintings at all." "I am no art expert but they don´t say anything to me." "I don´t like his art at all." "It´s so unnatural." "The colours are not natural... blue trees... I don´t like it." "His figures are no more than suggested." "Munch makes a powerful impression on me." "He reflects a great deal of humanity in his paintings and shows brutal reality, as life is." "I am a compatriot of Munch and I´ve heard it said of him that he´s an awful, dreadful man." "But I like it." "He says something about human beings and he speaks to me." "I know a little about the situation." "I feel that he speaks the truth." "This is how I really believe it is." "I met a young woman on the street one evening." "Her eyes attracted me." "They were large childish eyes." "I looked at her." "She turned and we walked together." ""Do you want to come up?"l said." "In my room she seemed a little shabbily dressed and her face was a little harrowed." "But her eyes were beautiful." ""Why did you come with me?"l said." ""That´s why I walk the streets," she said." ""Then you´ll come tomorrow?" she said." "Yes." "She hid the flowers." "Neither her sister nor her father had noticed." "They would have laughed if they had seen it." "He thought of her all day afterwards." "It was true that she looked tired of life." "But she was kind." "Was it true?" "Sorrow..." "Sunset..." "He had a stroke on Monday evening and died three days later." "The book written by Meier-Graefe," "Przybyszewski and the two other critics becomes a milestone in understanding Edvard Munch´s work." "A paraphrase of a line by Goethe provides the best formula for the impression which it radiates;" ""Here and now" ""a new phase begins in the history of art" ""and you can say that you witnessed it."" ""How dark it grew at once." ""How vast and threateningly black the sky grew." ""Endless, listening, the stillness of death" ""Close, close and far, far away." ""How dark it grew." ""Stay with me tonight." ""My soul is frightened and anxious." ""The dark holds such strange shadows" ""And the stillness such strange tones." ""My friends leave and I sit alone, deep into the night." ""What grows bright over the mountains?" ""What glows over the sea?" "What glints through the dark?" ""What burns in the wind?" ""Not clouds against the red sky." ""Not the reflected light of a day which is dead." ""lt is fire, which licks and blood which runs" ""A fiery sword and a fire-red river." ""lt is the anguish of doomsday and the torments of death." ""A scripture, which blazes through the halls of night," ""With the mysterious anguish of life." ""Deep in the night I sat alone." ""l felt how a pain-filled scream Passed over the Godforsaken world."" "Can´t you stay?" "It´s so lovely here." " No, I can´t." " Don´t you want to?" "No." "How strange you are." "Not like others." "He slept little that night." "His lips burned." "He pressed his hand against them." "He was back amongst the trees." "He felt again how she gave way, how everything disappeared." "Once again he felt the tickling softness against his mouth." "How often have you sat at home and waited for your wife, listening for every step?" "She said she was going to meet a woman friend she seldom met." "This is the worst I´ve seen." "I don´t understand any of it." "And the colours are so ugly." "Besides, it´s highly immoral." "If one goes there, one almost has to sneak in by the backdoor." "How can a young man who looks so nice create things like this?" "One can´t take one´s family along and enjoy the art." "I´m not an advocate of censorship but why should things like this be exhibited?" "After all, children might see them." "Abroad, people will wonder what sort of morals we have." "It´s notjust ugly." "He paints such unpleasant things, things one doesn´t speak of, at least my husband and I." "I regard this as something which must come to an end." "Munch seeks peculiarity, mystery in everything he sees." "He sees the world in wave-lines, trees, shorelines, female hair, trembling bodies." "Like no other Norwegian painter" "Munch aims at making our innermost tremble." "Your paper has mentioned Munch´s paintings as" ""confused and inarticulate, dreadful" ""or nauseating distortions."" " Yes - lsn´t that rather strong language?" "Yes, it is." "What we feel about Munch´s painting is expressed in a footnote I added personally to our review:" ""lt is true that the public is annoyed by these disgusting works." ""How regrettable then that such exhibitions draw full houses." ""An empty gallery would be the best way to control these extravagances."" "I agree with Aftenposten." "This is not art, it is dirt." "Did you notice me much before?" "Yes, I often looked at you." "I thought that you looked like Christ." "Sit here."