Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection. — Guillaume Apollinaire Character Copy Share Image
In this mirror, I am enclosed a live and real as you. Imagine angels and not like the reflections. — Guillaume Apollinaire Angel 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
To insist on purity is to baptize instinct, to humanize art, and to deify personality. — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
Memories are hunting horns whose sound dies on the wind. — Guillaume Apollinaire Horns Copy Share Image
A structure becomes architectural, and not sculptural, when its elements no longer have their justification in nature. — Guillaume Apollinaire Architectural Copy Share Image
“Today you are walking in Paris the women are all steeped in blood It was and I'd rather not remember it was… — Guillaume Apollinaire Anguish Copy Share Image
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
When man resolved to imitate walking, he invented the wheel, which does not look like a leg. In doing this, he was… — Guillaume Apollinaire Doe 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 Airplanes Copy Share Image
