A person himself believes that all the other portraits are good likenesses except the one of himself.

Without anxiety and illness I would have been like a ship without a rudder.

I was walking along a path with two friends - the sun was setting - suddenly the sky turned blood red - I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence - there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city - my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety - and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

Death is pitch-dark, but colors are light. To be a painter, one must work with rays of light.

If what you want to paint is the emotive mood in all its strength... then you must not sit and stare at everything and depict it exactly as one sees it.

My breakthrough came very late in life, really only starting when I was 50...I had the strength for new deeds and ideas.

Without fear and disease, my life would be like a boat without oars.