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Arthur Rimbaud quotes - page 2
Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
Arthur Rimbaud
The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea.
Arthur Rimbaud
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.
Arthur Rimbaud
Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach.
Arthur Rimbaud
Then you'll feel your cheek scratched... A little kiss, like a crazy spider, Will run round your neck... And you'll say to me : "Find it !" bending your head - And we'll take a long time to find that creature - Which travels a lot.
Arthur Rimbaud
Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? - Through whose blood am I to wade ?
Arthur Rimbaud
I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
Arthur Rimbaud
Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?
Arthur Rimbaud
What am I doing here?
Arthur Rimbaud
I could never throw Love out of the window.
Arthur Rimbaud
You will always be a hyena.
Arthur Rimbaud
It began as research. I wrote of silences, of nights, I scribbled the indescribable. I tied down the vertigo.
Arthur Rimbaud
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?
Arthur Rimbaud
But the problem is to make the soul into a monster.
Arthur Rimbaud
True life is elsewhere.
Arthur Rimbaud
Unhappiness was my god.
Arthur Rimbaud
As I descended into impassable rivers I no longer felt guided by the ferrymen.
Arthur Rimbaud
In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
Arthur Rimbaud
Black A, white E, red I, green U, blue O: vowels, Someday I shall recount your latent births.
Arthur Rimbaud
Oh my little mistresses, How I hate you!
Arthur Rimbaud
Old poetics played a large part in my alchemy of the word.
Arthur Rimbaud
I say one must be a seer, make oneself a seer. The poet makes himself a seer by an immense, long, deliberate derangement of all the senses.
Arthur Rimbaud
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