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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!

What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!

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The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.
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Hard Time Philosophy Suffering Wisdom
Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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Alcohol Bitter Love Poetry Strong
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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Dance Gold Myself Rope Star Window
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Myself Night Silence Stand Word World Writing
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
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
And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
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Faith God Greatness Love Man Philosophy
Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
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Divine Key Knowledge Love
Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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Faith Guide One Liner Restore
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.
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Himself Journey Poet Poison Travel
The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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Himself Pain Poet
The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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Kiss Light Rise Sea
A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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Burn Dreams Inspirational Myself One Liner Soft
Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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Creativity Memories Nourish Yourself
But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Monster Problem Soul Transformation
You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Feeling Life Lips Small Yourself

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