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Arthur Rimbaud Quotes

Arthur Rimbaud quotes

French Poet October 20, 1854 – November 10, 1891

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He would say, "How funny it will all seem, all you've gone through, when I'm not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away some day, far away..." And in that instant I could feel myself with him gone, dizzy with fear, sinking down into the most horrible blackness: into death. Arthur Rimbaud
All day long he was docile, intelligent, good, Though sometimes changing to a darker mood. He seemed hypocritical, could tell better lies, in the dark he saw dots of colors behind closed eyes, clenched fists, put his tongue out at his elder brother. Arthur Rimbaud
Against snow, a tall Beautiful Being. Whistlings of death and circles of muffled music make this adored body rise, swell and tremble like a ghost; scarlet and black wounds open in the magnificent flesh. 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
Arthur Rimbaud quote: "Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for..."
Now I am an outcast. I loathe my country. The best thing for me is a drunken sleep on the beach. Arthur Rimbaud
Arthur Rimbaud quote: "One evening I sat Beauty on my knees? And I found her bitter?..."
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees? And I found her bitter? And I reviled her. Arthur Rimbaud
I is another. If the brass wakes the trumpet, it’s not its fault. That’s obvious to me: I witness the unfolding of my own thought: I watch it, I hear it: I make a stroke with the bow: the symphony begins in the depths, or springs with a bound onto the stage. If the old imbeciles hadn’t discovered only the false significance of Self, we wouldn’t have to now sweep away those millions of skeletons which have been piling up the products of their one-eyed intellect since time immemorial, and... Arthur Rimbaud
Here I am on the shore of Brittany. Let the cities light up in the evening. My day is done. I am leaving Europe. The sea air will burn my lungs. Lost climates will tan me. I will swim, trample the grass, hung, and smoke especially. I will drink alcohol as strong as boiling metal--just as my dear ancestors did around their fires. Arthur Rimbaud
And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down. Arthur Rimbaud
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. Arthur Rimbaud
Yes, my eyes are closed to your light. I am an animal, a nigger. But I can be saved. You are fake niggers; maniacs, savages, misers, all of you. Arthur Rimbaud
Arthur Rimbaud quote: "In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that..."
In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met did not see me. Arthur Rimbaud
Arthur Rimbaud quote: "True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your..."
True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’. Arthur Rimbaud
The poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire. He is responsible for humanity, for animals even; he will have to make sure his visions can be smelled, fondled, listened to; if what he brings back from beyond has form, he gives it form; if it has none, he gives it none. A language must be found…of the soul, for the soul and will include everything: perfumes, sounds colors, thought grappling with thought Arthur Rimbaud
I'm now making myself as scummy as I can. Why? I want to be a poet, and I'm working at turning myself into a seer. You won't understand any of this, and I'm almost incapable of explaining it to you. The idea is to reach the unknown by the derangement of all the senses. It involves enormous suffering, but one must be strong and be a born poet. It's really not my fault. Arthur Rimbaud

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