Edvard Munch

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5 total works indexed

1. Observation of Gravitational Waves from a Binary Black Hole Merger

   · 2016 · cited 11,442x

2. GW170817: Observation of Gravitational Waves from a Binary Neutron Star Inspiral

   · 2017 · cited 8,083x

3. Multi-messenger Observations of a Binary Neutron Star Merger^*

   · 2017 · cited 3,591x

4. Microstructure of a spatial map in the entorhinal cortex

   · 2005 · cited 3,461x

5. Advanced LIGO

   · 2015 · cited 3,007x

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Quotes

• “I am at work on a girl. It is quite simple a girl getting up on the edge of her bed and pulling on her stockings. The bed is whitish, and in addition there are white sheets, a white nightdress, a bedside table with a white cover, white curtains and a blue wall. [as model for his painting 'Morning', 1884]”
• “Life here [in Paris, 1885] is quite different. You hardly ever see a dog on a lead; you come across little wagons being pulled by dogs that are often so small that you can't imagine how on earth they manage to shift such enormous weights. You see shepherdesses in the middle of the street herding goats and sometimes playing on their flutes. I think I'll go to the Louvre and the Salon today.”
• “No longer shall I paint interiors with men reading and women knitting. I will paint living people who breathe and feel and suffer and love.”
• “I thought I should make something – I felt it would be so easy – it would take form under my hands like magic.”
• “When seen as a whole, art derives from a person's desire to communicate himself to another. I do not believe in an art which is not forced into existence by a human being’s desire to open his heart. All art, literature, and music must be born in your heart’s blood. Art is your heart’s blood.”
• “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.”

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