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Arthur Rimbaud Quote - My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?

My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?

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I could never throw Love out of the window.
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Love Myself Window
I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.
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Death Devotion Earth Love Myself
I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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Misfortune Parents Religion Slave Yourself
What an old maid I’m getting to be. Lacking the courage to be in love with death!
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Courage Death Love Myself Old
It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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Myself Thinking Wrong
You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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Feeling Life Lips Small Yourself
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
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Bitter Cry Heart Broken Moon Myself Sun True
I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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Believe Hell Myself
I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
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God Myself Ocean Tears
Faith assuages, guides, restores.
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Faith Guide One Liner Restore
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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Alive Believe Forever Hell Man Myself True
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Myself Night Silence Stand Word World Writing
I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.
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Myself Name Night Poet Record Silence Writing
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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Admire Blood Evil Heart Image Monster Myself
Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
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Night Sleep Yourself
I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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Myself Sky Under

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