It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDIt began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
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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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The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.
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O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all.
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Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.
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The poet makes himself a voyant through a long, immense reasoned deranging of all his senses. All the forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he tries to find himself, he exhausts in himself all the poisons, to keep only their quintessences.
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I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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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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True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?
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