But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
ARTHUR RIMBAUDI could never throw Love out of the window.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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To whom shall I hire myself out? What beast should I adore? What holy image is attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lies shall I uphold? In what blood tread?
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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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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What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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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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Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?
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I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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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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The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.
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