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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.

Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.

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Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
ARTHUR RIMBAUD

Celebration Heart Life Myself Open Remember Wine
Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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Mindset Moral Weakness
Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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Endurance Force Life
Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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Childhood Discover Genius
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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Animal Consumption Himself Leaves Myself Wolf
The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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Himself Pain Poet
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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Blood Burn Dreams Heart Myself Soft Time Tree
My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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Compare Myself Wait Wisdom
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
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Beautiful Bitter Evening Myself Taste
What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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Unknown Wait Yourself
Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.
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Best Country Drink Hate Myself Sleep
Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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Faith Guide One Liner Restore
The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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Kiss Light Rise Sea
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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Dreams Man Myself Poem Sea Time
As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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Care Myself Philosophy
It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
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Beginning Myself Night Research Silence
What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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Life True World
Oh! If only we were naked now, and free to watch our protruding parts align; To whisper – both of us – in ecstasy!
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Freedom Happiness Naked See Sex
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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Action Brain Fate Force Happiness Life Moral Waste Way Weakness
Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
ARTHUR RIMBAUD

Creativity Memories Nourish Yourself
I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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Myself Name Night Poet Record Silence Writing
A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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Burn Dreams Inspirational Myself One Liner Soft
I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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Death Devotion Earth Love Myself
I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.
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Expression Myself Silence Understand Voice
You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Feeling Life Lips Small Yourself
True life is elsewhere.
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Life One Liner True
As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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Guide Leadership Myself Ocean River

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