It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDCome from forever, and you will go everywhere.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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I am alone in possessing a key to this barbarous sideshow.
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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
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I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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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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Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
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The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
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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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Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
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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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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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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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I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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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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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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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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Morality is the weakness of the mind.
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