One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
ARTHUR RIMBAUD
I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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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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But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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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 believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
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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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I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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