Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDA thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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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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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.
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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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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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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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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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True life is elsewhere.
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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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