True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
ARTHUR RIMBAUDThe northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
More Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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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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As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
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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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Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
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Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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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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My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
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Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.
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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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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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The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
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The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.
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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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A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn’t he?
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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense, That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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