Guillaume Apollinaire quotes

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Memories are hunting horns
Whose sound dies on the wind.
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.
It's raining my soul, it's raining, but it's raining dead eyes.
A structure becomes architectural, and not sculptural, when its elements no longer have their justification in nature.
The plastic virtues: purity, unity, and truth, keep nature in subjection.
To insist on purity is to baptize instinct, to humanize art, and to deify personality.
Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collaps ...
Artists are, above all, men who want to become inhuman.
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