But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
ARTHUR RIMBAUDLife is the farce we are all forced to endure.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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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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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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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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True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
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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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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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