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Morality is the weakness of the mind.

Arthur Rimbaud

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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
Morality
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Here I am on the shore of Brittany. Let the cities light up in the evening. My day is done. I am leaving Europe. The sea air will burn my lungs. Lost climates will tan me. I will swim, trample the grass, hung, and smoke especially. I will drink alcohol as strong as boiling metal--just as my dear ancestors did around their fires.
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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.
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I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.
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Misfortune was my god.
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The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses
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I am the slave of my baptism. Parents, you have caused my misfortune, and you have caused your own.
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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.
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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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.
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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To whom shall I hire myself out? What beast should I adore? What holy image is attacked? What hearts shall I break? What lies shall I uphold? In what blood tread?
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Life is the farce which everyone has to perform.
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Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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Hay que ser absolutamente Moderno
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And I am still alive-what though, my damnation is eternal. A man who deliberately mutilates himself is truly damned, is he not? I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am.
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I believe that I am in hell, therefore I am there.
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