Edvard Munch
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1:09:01
Another friend tells Munch
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that he will go mad
if he continues in this way.

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As long as I can write,
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I want to combat society
and its rules

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in order to create a society
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in which literature is free.
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Who has the right to stop anyone
writing about his emotional life?

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No one!
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I want life, that which is alive.
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What the hell do I care whether
the chair is properly made?

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What I wanted to bring out is
what cannot be measured.

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The tired movement
in the eyes, in the eyelids,

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the lips must look as though
they whispered something.

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It must have been painted
by one almost mentally deranged

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who sees hallucinations
as if in a fever.

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I lay down on a sofa in the corner.
I lay half asleep.

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I hated them for looking at me.
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It is possible that Munch
can speak in some way or other...

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to those with a sick emotional life.
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But I think it's one of the most
dreadful things I've seen.

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One would have expected that
a painter who presents his paintings

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at a public exhibition
would respect people's taste

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in a totally different way.

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