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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - True life is elsewhere.

True life is elsewhere.

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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.
ARTHUR RIMBAUD

Enchantment Flaw Myself Season Soul
I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.
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Expression Myself Silence Understand Voice
I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.
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True life is elsewhere.
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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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Animal Consumption Himself Leaves Myself Wolf
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
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Beautiful Bitter Evening Myself Taste
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
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Beginning Myself Night Research Silence
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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Himself Journey Poet Poison Travel
True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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