More Quotes by Arthur Rimbaud
Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
I believe I am in Hell, therefore I am.
Je est un autre.
Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
By being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
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.
In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met did not see me.
