Maxioms by Guillaume Apollinaire
I love men, not for what unites them, but for what divides them, and I want to know most of read more
I 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.
I hate artists who are not of their time.
I hate artists who are not of their time.
French painting today is the only school which counts; only it plunders the universe for the logic of the great read more
French painting today is the only school which counts; only it plunders the universe for the logic of the great traditions, only it is full of life.
Joy always came after pain.
Joy always came after pain.
The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection.
The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection.