And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
ARTHUR RIMBAUDAnd 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.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.
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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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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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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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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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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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I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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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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What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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