Arthur Rimbaud Quotes

Misfortune Was My God.

O Witches, O Misery, O Hate, To You Has My Treasure Been Entrusted! I Contrived To Purge My Mind Of All Human Hope. On All Joy, To Strangle It, I Pounced With The Strength Of A Wild Beast. I Called To The Plagues To Smother Me In Blood, In Sand, Misfortune Was My God.

True Life Is Elsewhere

And From Then On, I Bathed In The Poem Of The Sea, Star-infused, And Opalescent, Devouring Green Azures

. . . Be Absolute Moderne.

I Am The Slave Of My Baptism. Parents, You Have Caused My Misfortune, And You Have Caused Your Own.

I Found I Could Extinguish All Human Hope From My Soul.

-but I've Just Noticed That My Mind Is Asleep.

Faith Assuages, Guides, Restores.

What An Old Maid I'm Getting To Be. Lacking The Courage To Be In Love With Death!

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.

But The Problem Is To Make The Soul Into A Monster