16 Quotes & Sayings By Guillaume Apollinaire

Guillaume Apollinaire (1880–1918) was a major figure in the early 20th-century art world. He was a key contributor to the Dada movement and the founding father of Cubism, an influential art movement. His legacy includes such poems as "The Poet Speaks to the Crowds" and "The Birth of the Orchid", and the short story collection Calligrammes, which he wrote in his Paris apartment in 1910.

Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit...
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Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy. Guillaume Apollinaire
Joy came always after pain.
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Joy came always after pain. Guillaume Apollinaire
De temps à autre, il est bon de faire une...
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De temps à autre, il est bon de faire une pause dans notre quête du bonheur et d'être simplement heureux. Guillaume Apollinaire
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Without poets, without artists... everything would fall apart into chaos. There would be no more seasons, no more civilizations, no more thought, no more humanity, no more life even; and impotent darkness would reign forever. Poets and artists together determine the features of their age, and the future meekly conforms to their edit. Guillaume Apollinaire
J'ai cueilli ce brin de bruyère L'automne est morte souviens-t'en...
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J'ai cueilli ce brin de bruyère L'automne est morte souviens-t'en Nous ne nous verrons plus sur terre Odeur du temps brin de bruyère Et souviens-toi que je t'attends Guillaume Apollinaire
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Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with dizzying speed. The order which we find in nature, and which is only an effect of art, would at once vanish. Everything would break up in chaos. There would be no seasons, no civilization, no thought, no humanity; even life would give way, and the impotent void would reign everywhere. Guillaume Apollinaire
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You alone in Europe are not ancient oh ChristianityThe most modern European is you Pope Pius XAnd you whom the windows observe shame keeps you From entering a church and confessing this morning You read the prospectuses the catalogues the billboards that sing aloud That's the poetry this morning and for the prose there are the newspapers There are the 25 centime serials full of murder mysteries Portraits of great men and a thousand different headlines(" Zone") . Guillaume Apollinaire
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All the words I have to say have turned into stars. Guillaume Apollinaire
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Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowd As herds of bellowing buses drive by Love's anguish tightens your throat As if you were never to be loved again If you lived in the old days you would enter a monastery You are ashamed when you discover yourself reciting a prayer You make fun of yourself and like the fire of Hell your laughter crackles The sparks of your laugh gild the depths of your life It's a painting hanging in a dark museum And sometimes you go and look at it close up . Guillaume Apollinaire
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Come to the edge, He said. They said: We are afraid. Come to the edge, He said. They came. He pushed them, And they flew. .. "– Guillaume ApollinairetFrench poet Guillaume Apollinaire
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Horse[Man you will find herea new representation of the universeat its most poetic and most modern Man man man man man man Give yourself up to this art where the sublimedoes not exclude charmand brilliancy does not blur the nuanceit is now or never the momentto be sensitive to poetry for it dominatesall dreadfully Guillaume Apollinaire] Guillaume Apollinaire
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People quickly grow accustomed to being the slaves of mystery. Guillaume Apollinaire
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Vase[Why weep Come back tomorrow There are also poisonous flowers and flowers always open in the evening she loves the cinema she has been in Russia Love married with disdain Pearl-studded watch a trip to Montrouge Maisons- Lafitte and everything finishes in perfumes remember Let the flower bloom and let the fruit rot and let the grain sprout while the storms rage] Guillaume Apollinaire
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Oh ParisFrom red to green all the yellow dies away Paris Vancouver Hyeres Maintenon New York and the AntillesThe window opens like an orange The beautiful fruit of light(" Windows") Guillaume Apollinaire
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A structure becomes architectural, and not sculptural, when its elements no longer have their justification in nature. Guillaume Apollinaire