Phrase by 'Guillaume Apollinaire'
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It's raining my soul, it's raining, but it's raining dead eyes.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistEyes , Soul , Dead , My Soul
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistWithout poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistMen , Nature , Without , Soon
When man wanted to make a machine that would walk he created the wheel, which does not resemble a leg.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistMan , Make , Walk , Wheel
A structure becomes architectural, and not sculptural, when its elements no longer have their justification in nature.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistNature , Structure , Architecture , Longer
Joy always came after pain.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistAlways , Joy , Pain , After
Artists are, above all, men who want to become inhuman.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistI love men, not for what unites them, but for what divides them, and I want to know most of all what gnaws at their hearts.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistLove , Know , Want , Men
The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistTruth , Nature , Unity , Plastic
I hate artists who are not of their time.
Author: Guillaume Apollinaire - French NovelistTime , Who , Hate , Artists
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