Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony.

Twentieth pupil of the centuries knows its stuff and bird-changed this century like Jesus climbs the sky.

When man wanted to make a machine that would walk he created the wheel, which does not resemble a leg.

Without poets, without artists, men would soon weary of nature's monotony.

Cubism is the art of depicting new wholes with formal elements borrowed not only from the reality of vision, but from that of conception.

My, how beautiful is war! its songs, its leisure!

Joy came always after pain.