Arthur Rimbaud Quotes, Thoughts and images

The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn

Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.

Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.

Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.

I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.

Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.

Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.

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

What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.

Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.

Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea

What is my nothingness to the stupor that awaits you?

Morality is the weakness of the mind.

The northern lights rise like a kiss to the sea

You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.

I shed more tears than God could ever have required.

Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? - Through whose blood am I to wade ?

The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.

I may die of earthly love, or of devotion.

Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.

The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses

I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.

I wrote silences; nights; I recorded the unnameable.

The wolf howled under the leaves And spit out the prettiest feathers Of his meal of fowl: Like him I consume myself.

I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; garlands from window to window; golden chains from star to star, and I dance.

A man who wants to mutilate himself is certainly damned, isn't he?

No one's serious at seventeen.

Is it in these bottomless nights that you sleep in exile?