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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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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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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The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses.
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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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A thousand Dreams within me softly burn.
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Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.
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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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What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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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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What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
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