And Slept Soundly

From the diary of Edvard Munch:

One evening I came to have a discussion with my father on the subject of how long unbelievers are tormented in Hell. I maintained that no sinner could be so guilty that God would let him suffer longer than a thousand years. Father said that they would suffer for a thousand times a thousand years. We would not give up the argument. I became so irritated that I finally left the house, slamming the door behind me. After I had walked the streets a bit my anger subsided and I returned home to make my peace with him. He had gone to bed so I quietly opened his bedroom door. He was on his knees in front of the bed, praying...I closed the door and went to my own room but I could not get to sleep; all I could do was toss and turn. Eventually I took out my drawing block and started to draw. I drew my father kneeling by his bed, with the light from the bedside lamp casting a yellow glow over his nightshirt. I fetched my paint box and coloured it in. Finally I achieved the right pictorial effect, and I was able to go to bed happy and slept soundly.