Yet this is the watch by night. Let us all accept new strength, and real tenderness. And at dawn, armed with glowing patience, we will enter the cities of glory.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDOnly divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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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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But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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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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What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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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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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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I saw that all beings are fated to happiness: action is not life, but a way of wasting some force, an enervation. Morality is the weakness of the brain.
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.
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And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.
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I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.
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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.
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I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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