“You alone in Europe are not ancient oh Christianity The most modern European is you Pope Pius X And you whom the… — Guillaume Apollinaire Advertising Copy Share Image
Without poets, without artists... everything would fall apart into chaos. There would be no more seasons, no more civilizations, no more thought,… — Guillaume Apollinaire Age Copy Share Image
Come to the edge, he said. We can't we're afraid, they resonded. Come to the edge, he said. We can't we will… — Guillaume Apollinaire Action Copy Share Image
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy. — Guillaume Apollinaire Happiness Copy Share Image
I love men, not for what unites them, but for what divides them, and I want to know most of all what… — Guillaume Apollinaire Divides 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
When man wanted to make a machine that would walk he created the wheel, which does not resemble a leg. — Guillaume Apollinaire Computers Copy Share Image
Without artists, the sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with dizzying speed. — Guillaume Apollinaire Art 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
“Horse [Man you will find here a new representation of the universe at its most poetic and most modern Man man man… — Guillaume Apollinaire Art Copy Share Image
“Memory is a hunting horn Its tone dies out along the wind.” — Guillaume Apollinaire Memory Copy Share Image
We cannot carry our father's corpse with us everywhere we go. — Guillaume Apollinaire Corpses Copy Share Image
Come to the edge.' 'We can't. We're afraid.' 'Come to the edge.' 'We can't. We will fall!' 'Come to the edge.' And… — Guillaume Apollinaire Courage Copy Share Image
One can't carry one's father's corpse about everywhere. — Guillaume Apollinaire Father Copy Share Image
People quickly grow accustomed to being the slaves of mystery. — Guillaume Apollinaire Criticism 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
“Come to the edge," he said. "We can't, we're afraid!" they responded. "Come to the edge," he said. "We can't, We will… — Guillaume Apollinaire Copy Share Image
