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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.

I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.

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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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Alcohol Bitter Love Poetry Strong
Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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Celebration Heart Life Myself Open Remember Wine
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Myself Night Silence Stand Word World Writing
Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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Forever Yourself
I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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Myself Name Night Poet Record Silence Writing
I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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Myself Sky Under
Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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Criticism Judgement Proper
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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Himself Journey Poet Poison Travel
I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.
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Erase Hope Human Myself Soul
The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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Affection Burn Delight Earth Heart Life Love Sun
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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Blood Burn Dreams Heart Myself Soft Time Tree
But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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Monster Problem Soul Transformation
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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Best Country Drink Hate Myself Sleep
What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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