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

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
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Elsewhere
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It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense,/ That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.
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The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable.
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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Romanticism has never been properly judged. Who was there to judge it? The critics!
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It is wrong to say: I think. One ought to say: I am thought. I is someone else.
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I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent
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You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.
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I wrote silences nights I recorded the unnameable.
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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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