More Quotes by Arthur Rimbaud
Je est un autre.
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
I'm intact, and I don't give a damn.
Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
I shed more tears than God could ever have required.
I is another.
But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
À l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes. (In the dawn, armed with a burning patience, we shall enter the splendid Cities.)
I understand, and not knowing how to express myself without pagan words, I’d rather remain silent
I have stretched ropes from steeple to steeple; Garlands from window to window; Golden chains from star to star ... And I dance.