I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDThe 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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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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I saw that all beings are fated to happiness: action is not life, but a way of wasting some force, an enervation. Morality is the weakness of the brain.
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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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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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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 went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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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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Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
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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 understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.
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