What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?
ARTHUR RIMBAUDLife is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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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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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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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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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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It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent.
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Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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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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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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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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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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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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And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love!
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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 the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? All its lore is known to me, Felicity, it enchants us all.
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I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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As for me, I am intact; and I don’t care.
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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.
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