The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDI wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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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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True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
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What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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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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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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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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But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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