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“Now you are walking in Paris all alone in the crowd As herds of bellowing buses drive by Love's anguish tightens your throat As if you were never to be loved again If you lived in the old days you would enter a monastery You are ashamed when you discover yourself reciting a prayer You make fun of yourself and like the fire of Hell your laughter crackles The sparks of your laugh gild the depths of your life It's a painting hanging in a dark museum And sometimes you go and look at it close up”

“— Прелестна жено — казваше Мони, — нека да разменим вярата на душите си. — Добре — отвръщаше тя, — ще се оженим след войната и ще проглушим света с жестокостите си. — Съгласен съм — каза Мони, — но това трябва да бъдат само законосъобразни действия. — Може би си прав — съгласи се болногледачката. — Най-приятно е да вършиш това, което е разрешено.”

“Le mai le joli mai en barque sur le Rhin Des dames regardaient du haut de la montagne Vous êtes si jolies mais la barque s'éloigne Qui donc a fait pleurer les saules riverains Or des vergers fleuris se figeaient en arrière Les pétales tombés des cerisiers de mai Sont les ongles de celle que j'ai tant aimée Les pétales flétris sont comme ses paupières Sur le chemin du bord du fleuve lentement Un ours un singe un chien menés par des tziganes Suivaient une roulotte traînée par un âne Tandis que s'éloignait dans les vignes rhénanes Sur un fifre lointain un air de régiment Le mai le joli mai a paré les ruines De lierre de vigne vierge et de rosiers Le vent du Rhin secoue sur le bord les osiers Et les roseaux jaseurs et les fleurs nues des vignes”

“You alone in Europe are not ancient oh Christianity The most modern European is you Pope Pius X And you whom the windows observe shame keeps you From entering a church and confessing this morning You read the prospectuses the catalogues the billboards that sing aloud That's the poetry this morning and for the prose there are the newspapers There are the 25 centime serials full of murder mysteries Portraits of great men and a thousand different headlines ("Zone")”

“The new painters do not propose, any more than did their predecessors, to be geometers. But it may be said that geometry is to the plastic arts what grammar is to the art of the writer. Today, scholars no longer limit themselves to the three dimensions of Euclid. The painters have been lead quite naturally, one might say by intuition, to preoccupy themselves with the new possibilities of spatial measurement which, in the language of the modern studios, are designated by the term fourth dimension.”

“Without poets, without artists... everything would fall apart into chaos. There would be no more seasons, no more civilizations, no more thought, no more humanity, no more life even; and impotent darkness would reign forever. Poets and artists together determine the features of their age, and the future meekly conforms to their edit.”

“Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony. The sublime idea men have of the universe would collapse with dizzying speed. The order which we find in nature, and which is only an effect of art, would at once vanish. Everything would break up in chaos. There would be no seasons, no civilization, no thought, no humanity; even life would give way, and the impotent void would reign everywhere.”

“Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.”