The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDA man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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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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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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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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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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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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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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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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But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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