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Quotes About Freedom

Baptism enslaved me.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Lighter than a cork I danced on the waves.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
I have stretched ropes from bell-tower to bell-tower; garlands from window to window; chains of gold from star to star, and I dance.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Je ne parlerai pas, je ne penserai rien : Mais l'amour infini me montera dans l'âme, Et j'irai loin, bien loin, comme un bohémien, Par la Nature, -- heureux comme avec une femme.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
No one's serious at seventeen, When lindens line the promenades
~ Arthur Rimbaud
J'ai seul la clef de cette parade sauvage.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Os poetas serão! Quando for abolida a servidão infinita da mulher, quando ela viver para ela e por ela, tendo-lhe o homem dado baixa – até agora abominável -, ela também será poeta! A mulher encontrará o desconhecido! Divergirão dos nossos os seus mundos de ideias? Ela descobrirá coisas estranhas, insondáveis, repugnantes, deliciosas, tomá-las-emos e compreenderemos
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Priests, professors, masters, you are wrong to turn me over to Justice. I have never belonged to this people. I have never been Christian. I am of the race that sang under torture. I do not understand your laws. I have no moral sense, I am a brute.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
I am not a prisoner of my reason. - Bad Blood
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Ho teso corde da campanile a campanile; ghirlande da finestra a finestra; catene d'oro da stella a stella, e danzo.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
You must set yourself free From the striving of Man And the applause of the World You must fly as you can... - No hope forever No orietur. Science and patience, The torment is sure. The fire within you, Soft silken embers, Is our whole duty But no one remembers. It is recovered. What? Eternity. In the whirling light Of the sun in the sea.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Kesän sinisinä iltoina kulkisin polkuja, vehnän raapimana, tallaisin hentoa ruohoa; mietteissäni tuntisin tuoreuden jaloissani. Antaisin tuulen huuhtoa hiuksiani. En puhuisi, en ajattelisi mitään: mutta loputon rakkaus kohoaisi sydämeeni, ja menisin kauas, kovin kauas niinkuin mustalainen, luontoon - onnellisena, kuin naisen kanssa.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
You break From earthly approval And common urges: Then soar, accordingly
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Ce soir-là, . . . vous rentrez aux cafés éclatants, Vous demandez des bocks ou de la limonade . . . On n'est pas sérieux, quand on a dix-sept ans Et qu'on a des tilleuls verts sur la promenade.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don't know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer everyone. No one will kill you, any more than if you were a corpse.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
When I was very young, I admired hardened criminals locked behind prison doors; I visited inns and taverns they frequented; with their eyes, I saw the blue sky and the blossoming work of the fields; I tracked their scent through cities. They were more powerful than saints, more prudent than explorers—and they, they alone, were witnesses to glory and reason!
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Am încetat s? îndr?gesc plictiseala.Furiile,dezm??ul,nebunia--c?reia îi cunosc toate avânturile ÅŸi toate pr?buÅŸirile,întreaga mea povar? a fost lep?dat?.S? m?sur?m f?r? a ameÅ£i întinderea inocenÅ£ei mele.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
For the pagan there's no hell." - Arthur Rimbaud
~ Arthur Rimbaud
Con diecisiete años, no puedes ser formal. —¡Una tarde, te asqueas de jarra y limonada, de los cafés ruidosos con lustros deslumbrantes! —Y te vas por los tilos verdes de la alameda. ¡Qué bien huelen los tilos en las tardes de junio! El aire es tan suave que hay que bajar los párpados; Y el viento rumoroso —la ciudad no está lejos— trae aromas de vides y aromas de cerveza.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
On n'est pas sérieux, quand on a dix-sept ans Et qu'on a des tilleuls verts sur la promenade.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
I might be the child abandoned on the wharf setting out for the high seas, or the farmhand, following the path whose top reaches the sky.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
On n'est pas sérieux, quand on a dix-sept ans.
~ Arthur Rimbaud
A while back, if I remember right, my life was one long party where all hearts were open wide, where all wines kept flowing. One night, I sat Beauty down on my lap.—And I found her galling.—And I roughed her up. I armed myself against justice. I ran away. O witches, O misery, O hatred, my treasure's been turned over to you! (Lines 1-5)
~ Arthur Rimbaud
He who does not enjoy solitude will not love freedom.
~ Arthur Schopenhauer