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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - 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.

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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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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Body Break Human Mad Soft Voice
Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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Eternity Forever Nature Sea Sun
I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.
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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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Beginning Myself Night Research Silence
Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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Life Myself Sensitive Wasted Time Youth
Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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Childhood Discover Genius
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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Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.
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Life One Liner Performance
Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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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 wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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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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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 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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Action Brain Fate Force Happiness Life Moral Waste Way Weakness

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