It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDA thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don’t know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse.
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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.
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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.
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Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.
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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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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.
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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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