Arthur Rimbaud quotes - page 3

I! I who fashioned myself a sorcerer or an angel, who dispensed with all morality, I have come back to earth. (Arthur Rimbaud)
My tavern was the Big Bear. My stars in the sky rustled softly. View quote
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Lighter than a cork I danced on the waves. View quote
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My sad heart foams at the stern. View quote
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It is found again. What? Eternity. It is the sea Gone with the sun. View quote
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O seasons, O castles, What soul is without flaws? View quote
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I have embraced the summer dawn. View quote
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It rains softly on the town. View quote
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Sweeter than apples to children The green water spurted through my pine-wood hull. View quote
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I have bathed in the Poem Of the Sea... Devouring the green azures. View quote
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I have seen the sunset, stained with mystic horrors, Illumine the rolling waves with long purple forms, Like actors in ancient plays. (Arthur Rimbaud)
I have seen starry archipelagoes! and islands Whose raving skies are opened to the voyager: Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep, in exile, A million golden birds, O future Vigor? View quote
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And dawn, exalted like a host of doves - and then I've seen what men believe they've seen! View quote
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What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you? View quote
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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. View quote
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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own. View quote
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Misfortune was my god. View quote
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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics! View quote
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By being too sensitive I have wasted my life. View quote
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In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met. View quote
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Is it possible to become ecstatic amid destruction, rejuvenate oneself through cruelty? (Arthur Rimbaud)
No one's serious at seventeen, When lindens line the promenades. View quote
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Baptism enslaved me. View quote
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