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 RIMBAUDIt is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea.
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True life is elsewhere.
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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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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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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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Oh! If only we were naked now, and free to watch our protruding parts align; To whisper – both of us – in ecstasy!
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I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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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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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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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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One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
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