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More Quotes by Arthur Rimbaud
I believe I am in Hell, therefore I am.
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
Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
I'm intact, and I don't give a damn.
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; Garlands from window to window; Golden chains from star to star ... And I dance.
In the morning I had a look so lost, a face so dead, that perhaps those whom I met did not see me.
Je est un autre.
By being too sensitive I have wasted my life.