Quote

It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense,/ That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.

Arthur Rimbaud

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Arthur Rimbaud
Age: 37 †
Born: 1854
Born: October 20
Died: 1891
Died: November 10
Arms Trader
Explorer
Poet
World Traveler
Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud
Jean Nicholas Arthur Rimbaud
Humans
Breast
Breasts
Immense
Soft
Mad
Roaring
Sea
Seas
Voice
Shattered
Human
Infant

More quotes by Arthur Rimbaud

Image
I'm intact, and I don't give a damn.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
-But I've just noticed that my mind is asleep.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Eternity is the sun mixed with the sea
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Je est un autre. (I is someone else).
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
You will always be a hyena.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Oh! If only we were naked now, and free to watch our protruding parts align To whisper - both of us - in ecstasy!
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Faith assuages, guides, restores.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Misfortune was my god.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
A thousand Dreams within me softly burn
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Idle youth, enslaved to everything by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
Hay que ser absolutamente Moderno
Arthur Rimbaud
Image
I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
Arthur Rimbaud