It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDWhat a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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True life is elsewhere.
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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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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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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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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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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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Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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