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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - To whom shall I hire myself out? What beast should I adore? What holy image is attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lies shall I uphold? In what blood tread?

To whom shall I hire myself out? What beast should I adore? What holy image is attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lies shall I uphold? In what blood tread?

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Death Devotion Earth Love Myself
Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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Endurance Force Life
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
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But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don’t know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse.
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I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.
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The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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Life Myself Sensitive Wasted Time Youth
I could never throw Love out of the window.
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Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
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