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?
ARTHUR RIMBAUDMorality is the weakness of the mind.
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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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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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I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.
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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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The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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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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I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? – Through whose blood am I to wade ?
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Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.
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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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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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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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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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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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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don’t know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse.
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Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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