The 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.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDThe Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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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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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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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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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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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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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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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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Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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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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