Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
I believe I am in Hell, therefore I am.
The poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire.He is responsible for humanity, for animals even; he...
Show MoreL'aube exalteé ainsi qu'un peuple de colombes, et j'ai vu quelquefois ce que l'homme a cru voir!(And...
Show MoreNever admit defeat!
My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
I saw that all beings are fated to happiness: action is not life, but a way of wasting some force, a...
Show MoreBlood was flowing – in Bluebeard’s house, in the abattoirs, in the circuses where God had set his se...
Show MoreFaith assuages guides restores.
Morality is the weakness of the mind.
Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.
The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses
Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths,And walk over the short grass, as I am pricke...
Show MoreBut the problem is to make the soul into a monster
The same bourgeois magic everywhere the mail train sets you down.
No one's serious at seventeen,When lindens line the promenades
In the dawn, armed with a burning patience, we shall enter the splendid cities.
Once, if my memory serves me well, my life was a banquet where every heart revealed itself, where ev...
Show MoreLove...no such thing.Whatever it is that binds families and married couples together, that's not lov...
Show MoreYes, my eyes are closed to your light. I am a beast, a nigger. But I can be saved. You are sham nigg...
Show MoreOh! Science! Everything has been revised. For the body and for the soul,--the viaticum,—there are me...
Show MoreWeakness or strength: there you are, strength. You do not know where you are going, nor why you are ...
Show MoreI turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling wor...
Show MoreThey find me odd, and whisper behind hands…And my brutal desires sink hooks into their lips…
A thousand Dreams within me softly burn:From time to time my heart is like some oakWhose blood runs ...
Show MoreFrom castles of bone unknown music comes But now, that toil rewarded; you, your calculations,––you, ...
Show MoreTrue alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your crea...
Show MoreÀ l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.
O seasons, O castles,What soul is without flaws?All its lore is known to me,Felicity, it enchants us...
Show MoreLife is the farce we are all forced to endure.
