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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.

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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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Burn Dreams Inspirational Myself One Liner Soft
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Myself Night Silence Stand Word World Writing
Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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Celebration Heart Life Myself Open Remember Wine
I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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Misfortune Parents Religion Slave Yourself
It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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Myself Thinking Wrong
What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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Unknown Wait Yourself
Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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Life Myself Sensitive Wasted Time Youth
Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.
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Forever Nature Sea Sun
I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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Erase Hope Human Myself Soul
I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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Myself Name Night Poet Record Silence Writing
The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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Affection Burn Delight Earth Heart Life Love Sun
Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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Creativity Memories Nourish Yourself
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
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Beautiful Bitter Evening Myself Taste
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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Bitter Cry Heart Broken Moon Myself Sun True
What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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Courage Death Love Myself Old
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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Body Death Existence Kill Strength Weakness Yourself

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