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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?

Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?

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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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Appearance Children Fashion Greatness
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
What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Monster Problem Soul Transformation
And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.
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Alive Believe Forever Hell Man Myself True
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
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
The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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Affection Burn Delight Earth Heart Life Love Sun
Yet this is the watch by night. Let us all accept new strength, and real tenderness. And at dawn, armed with glowing patience, we will enter the cities of glory.
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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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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
I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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True life is elsewhere.
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Life One Liner True

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