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More Quotes by Arthur Rimbaud
I is another.
I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
A thousand Dreams within me softly burn
By being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.
I'm intact, and I don't give a damn.
Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
