Quotes from Arthur Rimbaud

Elle est retrouvée — Quoi? — l'Éternité. C'est la mer mêlée Au soleil.

Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.

Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.

I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.

I believe I am in Hell, therefore I am.

By being too sensitive I have wasted my life.

But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.

Love...no such thing. Whatever it is that binds families and married couples together, that's not love. That's stupidity or selfishness or fear. Love doesn't exist. Self interest exists, attachment based on personal gain exists, complacency exists. But not love. Love has to be reinvented, that's certain.

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.

I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I'd rather remain silent

True alchemy lies in this formula: 'Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse'.

I shed more tears than God could ever have required.

Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.

In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met did not see me . - Bad Blood

Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.

À l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes. (In the dawn, armed with a burning patience, we shall enter the splendid Cities.)

I'm intact, and I don't give a damn.

Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.

But the problem is to make the soul into a monster

On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths, And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by the wheat: Daydreaming I will feel the coolness on my feet. I will let the wind bathe my bare head. I will not speak, I will have no thoughts: But infinite love will mount in my soul; And I will go far, far off, like a gypsy, through the countryside - as happy as if I were with a woman. Sensation

I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; Garlands from window to window; Golden chains from star to star ... And I dance.

One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.

I found I could extinguish all human hope from my soul.

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...