And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDIdle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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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?
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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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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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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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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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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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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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The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.
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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
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The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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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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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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