But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
ARTHUR RIMBAUD
Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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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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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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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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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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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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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
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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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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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