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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - I could never throw Love out of the window.

I could never throw Love out of the window.

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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
ARTHUR RIMBAUD

Alone Himself Key Possession
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
It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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Myself Thinking Wrong
A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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Burn Dreams Inspirational Myself One Liner Soft
I could never throw Love out of the window.
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Love Myself Window
You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Feeling Life Lips Small Yourself
I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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Misfortune Parents Religion Slave Yourself
My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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Compare Myself Wait Wisdom
What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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Unknown Wait Yourself
Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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Life Myself Sensitive Wasted Time Youth
Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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Eternity Forever Nature Sea Sun
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
Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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Childhood Discover Genius
Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?
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Blood Break Heart Lying Myself
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
What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
ARTHUR RIMBAUD

Life True World

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