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Authors
Jacques Prevert
French
Poet
About the author
An orange on the table, your dress on the rug, and you in my bed, sweet present of the present, cool of night, warmth of my life.
Jacques Prevert,
French
Poet
#Life
#Present
#Night
#Dress
#Bed
When truth is no longer free, freedom is no longer real: the truths of the police are the truths of today.
Jacques Prevert,
French
Poet
#Today
#Freedom
#Truth
#Police
Our Father which art in heaven - Stay there - And we will stay on earth - Which is sometimes so pretty.
Jacques Prevert,
French
Poet
#Will
#Art
#Earth
#Pretty
#Father
#Heaven
Even if happiness forgets you a little bit, never completely forget about it.
Jacques Prevert,
French
Poet
#Forget
#Happiness
Love is so simple.
Jacques Prevert,
French
Poet
#Love