Arthur Rimbaud Quotes
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Moi ! moi qui me suis dit mage ou ange, dispensé de toute morale, je suis rendu au sol.
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J'ai embrassé l'aube d'été.
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I invented the colors of the vowels!--A black, E white, I red, O blue, U green--I made rules for the form and movement of each consonant, and, and with instinctive rhythms, I flattered myself that I had created a poetic language accessible, some day, to all the senses.
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True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative impulse’.
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J'ai vu des archipels sidéraux! et des îlesDont les cieux délirants sont ouverts au vogueur:Est-ce en ces nuits sans fond que tu dors et t'exiles,Million d'oiseaux d'or, ô future Vigueur ?
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Plus léger qu'un bouchon j'ai dansé sur les flots.
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The poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire. He is responsible for humanity, for animals even; he will have to make sure his visions can be smelled, fondled, listened to; if what he brings back from beyond has form, he gives it form; if it has none, he gives it none. A language must be found…of the soul, for the soul and will include everything: perfumes, sounds colors, thought grappling with thought.
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Je me suis baigné dans le PoèmeDe la Mer...Dévorant les azurs verts.
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Whose hearts must I break? What lies must I maintain? - Through whose blood am I to wade ?
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In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
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Je est un autre.
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Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.
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Come from forever, and you will go everywhere.
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Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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The poet makes himself a voyant through a long, immense reasoned deranging of all his senses. All the forms of love, of suffering, of madness; he tries to find himself, he exhausts in himself all the poisons, to keep only their quintessences.
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J'ai vu le soleil bas, taché d'horreurs mystiques,Illuminant de longs figements violets,Pareils à des acteurs de drames très-antiques.
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And from then on, I bathed in the Poem of the Sea, star-infused, and opalescent, devouring green azures.
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Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
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Unhappiness was my god.
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He would say, "How funny it will all seem, all you've gone through, when I'm not here anymore, when you no longer feel my arms around your shoulders, nor my heart beneath you, nor this mouth on your eyes, because I will have to go away some day, far away..." And in that instant I could feel myself with him gone, dizzy with fear, sinking down into the most horrible blackness: into death.
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O saisons, ô châteaux,Quelle âme est sans défauts ?
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...I is another. If the brass wakes the trumpet, it’s not its fault. That’s obvious to me: I witness the unfolding of my own thought: I watch it, I hear it: I make a stroke with the bow: the symphony begins in the depths, or springs with a bound onto the stage. If the old imbeciles hadn’t discovered only the false significance of Self, we wouldn’t have to now sweep away those millions of skeletons which have been piling up the products of their one-eyed intellect since time immemorial, and claiming themselves to be their authors!
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Je parvins à faire s'évanouir dans mon esprit toute l'espérance humaine.
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Un soir, j'ai assis la Beauté sur mes genoux. - Et je l'ai trouvée amère. - Et je l'ai injuriée.