The viewers must come to understand the sacredness of painting, so they will remove their hats as if they were in church.

Youth must go ahead and prosper. These young painters are all very talented people, but they all paint frescoes.

From the moment of my birth, the angels of anxiety, worry, and death stood at my side, followed me out when I played, followed me in the sun of springtime and in the glories of summer. They stood at my side in the evening when I closed my eyes, and intimidated me with death, hell, and eternal damnation.

I should have considered it wrong to have finished the Frieze before the room for its accommodation and the funds for its completion were available.

Art comes from joy and pain...But mostly from pain.

I learned early about the misery and dangers of life, and about the afterlife, about the external punishment which awaited the children of sin in Hell.

My father was temperamentally nervous and obsessively religious—to the point of psychoneurosis. From him I inherited the seeds of madness. The angels of fear, sorrow, and death stood by my side since the day I was born.