Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDOnce, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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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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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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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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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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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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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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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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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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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 may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
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