Quotes from Pierre Reverdy

There is no love; there are only proofs of love. Whatever love I might feel in my heart, others will see only my action.

The more distant and distinct the relationship between two realities that are brought together, the more powerful the image.

I need so much time for doing nothing that I have no time for work.

There is no love; there are only proofs of love.

DEPARTURE The horizon slopes away The days are longer Trip A heart hops in a cage A bird sings It is going to die Another door is going to open At the end of the corridor Where a star Begins to shine A dark-haired woman The lantern of the departing train (Departure)

God exists only if adored Time is nothing if one has not dreamed (Painting)

I do not think, I note (Je ne pense pas; je note)

On sait à peu près pourquoi une Å"uvre est mauvaise. Mais bien moins pourquoi elle est bonne.

poems are] crystals deposited after the effervescent contact of the spirit with reality. (cristaux deposes apres l'effervescent contact de l'esprit avec la realite)

POST Not a head stands out A finger rises Then it is the voice that one knows A signal a brief note A man leaves Up above a cloud that passes by No one goes in And the night keeps its secret

ADIEU The glimmer farther away than the head The heart-skip On the slope where the air rolls its voice The spokes of the wheel the sun in the rut At the crossroads near the embankment a prayer Some words that are not heard Nearer the sky And on its steps the last square of light (Adieu)

The lock in the heart that shatters A thread of silk A thread of lead A thread of blood After these waves of silence

The happiness of man is devoid of chlorophyll no doubt because its specific condition is to evolve in the darkest and dankest caves of the heart.

The trees are extremely alive . . .

Myslím, že nejsem ani básník, ani spisovatel, ani umÄ›lec. Ale ?lovÄ›k, který nenaÅ¡el jiný zp?sob, jak z?stat ve styku s životem, jak se udržet nad hladinou. Psal jsem, jako se chytáme záchranného pásu.

There is hardly more than the eyes, the open air, the grass and the water in the distance . . .

One looks for some other words but the ideas are always just as dark, just as simple and singularly painful.

Creativity is to think more efficiently.