One day One day I waited for myself I said to myself Guillaume it's time you came So I could know just… — Guillaume Apollinaire Knows Copy Share Image
Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
Now and then it is good to just pause in our pursuit of happiness and be happy. — Guillaume Apollinaire Appreciate life Copy Share Image
A structure becomes architectural, and not sculptural, when its elements no longer have their justification in nature. — Guillaume Apollinaire Architecture Copy Share Image
“Six mirrors keep staring at one another ("Monday rue Christine")” — Guillaume Apollinaire Mirrors Copy Share Image
Cubism is the art of depicting new wholes with formal elements borrowed not only from the reality of vision, but from that… — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
“Automn ill and adored You die when the hurricane blows in the roseries When it has snowed In the orchard trees Poor… — Guillaume Apollinaire Trees Copy Share Image
The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection. — Guillaume Apollinaire Character Copy Share Image
Paint with whatever material you please - with pipes, postage stamps, postcards or playing cards, painted paper, or newspapers. — Guillaume Apollinaire Cards Copy Share Image
Memories are hunting horns whose sound dies on the wind. — Guillaume Apollinaire Horns Copy Share Image
Geometry is to the plastic arts what grammar is to the art of the writer. — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
“Oh Paris From red to green all the yellow dies away Paris Vancouver Hyeres Maintenon New York and the Antilles The window… — Guillaume Apollinaire Antilles Copy Share Image
The new painters do not propose, any more than did their predecessors, to be geometers. But it may be said that geometry… — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
“Overhead in the Paris sky Two airplanes fought it out one day And one of them was my whole youth The other… — Guillaume Apollinaire Copy Share Image
To insist on purity is to baptize instinct, to humanize art, and to deify personality. — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
It's raining my soul, it's raining, but it's raining dead eyes. — Guillaume Apollinaire My soul Copy Share Image
“Vase [Why weep Come back tomorrow There are also poisonous flowers and flowers always open in the evening she loves the cinema… — Guillaume Apollinaire Flowers Copy Share Image
“Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowd As herds of bellowing buses drive by Love's anguish tightens your… — Guillaume Apollinaire Anguish Copy Share Image
Twentieth pupil of the centuries knows its stuff and bird-changed this century like Jesus climbs the sky. — Guillaume Apollinaire Bird Copy Share Image
Without artists, the order which we find in nature, and which is only an effect of art, would at once vanish. — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
“I had the courage to look backward The ghosts of my days” — Guillaume Apollinaire Courage Copy Share Image
Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with… — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
“Come to the edge," he said. They said, "We are afraid." Come to the edge," he said. They came. He pushed them...and… — Guillaume Apollinaire Fear Copy Share Image
