“Weakness or strength: there you are, strength. You do not know where you are going, nor why you are going; enter anywhere, reply to anything. They will no more kill you than if you were a corpse.” In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met did not see me.In cities, suddenly, the mud seemed red and black like a mirror when the lamp moves about in the adjoining room, like a treasure in the forest! Good luck, I cried, and I saw a sea of flames and smoke in the sky; to the right, to the left all the riches of the world flaming like a billion thunder-bolts.”
Arthur Rimbaud“O seasons, O castles,What soul is without flaws?All its lore is known to me,Felicity, it enchants us all.”
Arthur Rimbaud, Season in Hell Other Poems“I saw that all beings are fated to happiness: action is not life, but a way of wasting some force, an enervation. Morality is the weakness of the brain.”
Arthur Rimbaud“Blood was flowing – in Bluebeard’s house, in the abattoirs, in the circuses where God had set his seal to whiten the windows. Blood and Milk flowed together.”
Arthur Rimbaud“The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses”
Arthur Rimbaud“My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?”
Arthur Rimbaud