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Quotes from Guillaume Apollinaire

And the single string of the marine trumpets.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
And for your eyes my life takes poison slowly.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
I've made a song for the poorly loved And songs for everything I grieved For unaccompanied slave and shark, For queens who've gone into the dark.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Farewell, false love, I took you for The woman that I lost last year Forever as I think: I loved her but I will not see Her any more in Germany. O Milky Way, sister in whiteness To Canaan's rivers and the bright Bodies of lovers drowned, Can we follow toilsomely Your path to other nebulae?
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Memories are hunting horns Whose sound dies on the wind.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Come night, strike the hour. Days go, I endure.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Under Mirabeau Bridge flows the Seine.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
This new union–for up until now stage sets and costumes on the one hand and choreography on the other were only superficially linked–has given rise in [the ballet] Parade to a kind of "sur-realisme."
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Shepherdess, O Eiffel Tower, your flock of bridges is bleating this morning.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
We cannot carry our father's corpse with us everywhere we go.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Under Pont Mirabeau flows the Seine.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
O Milky Way, sister in whitenessTo Canaan's rivers and the brightBodies of lovers drowned,Can we follow toilsomelyYour path to other nebulae?
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
I hibernated in my past.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Come night, strike hour.Days go, I endure.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
C'était et je voudrais ne pas m'en souvenir c'était au déclin de la beauté...
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
The domain of the imagination is reality.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Overhead in the Paris sky Two airplanes fought it out one day And one of them was my whole youth The other was my days to come
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Oh Paris From red to green all the yellow dies away Paris Vancouver Hyeres Maintenon New York and the Antilles The window opens like an orange The beautiful fruit of light ("Windows")
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Her eyes were dancing like those of angels.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
My Autumn eternal O my spiritual season
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Memory is a hunting horn Its tone dies out along the wind.
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
J'ai tout donné au soleil. Tout sauf mon ombre
~ Guillaume Apollinaire
Shall we the shipwrecked drown and dream A further voyage to farther stars
~ Guillaume Apollinaire