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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!

What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!

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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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Bitter Cry Heart Broken Moon Myself Sun True
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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Oh! If only we were naked now, and free to watch our protruding parts align; To whisper – both of us – in ecstasy!
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I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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True life is elsewhere.
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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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Love Myself Window
I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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Forever Yourself
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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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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Night Sleep 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
The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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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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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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