What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
ARTHUR RIMBAUDI went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all.
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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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True life is elsewhere.
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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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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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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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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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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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It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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