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.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDYour memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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True life is elsewhere.
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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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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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The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.
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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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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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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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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.
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