Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?
ARTHUR RIMBAUDIt was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don’t know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse.
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But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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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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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.
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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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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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Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.
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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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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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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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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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