Poetry Quote by Arthur Rimbaud

Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!

— Arthur Rimbaud

“My turn now. The story of one of my insanities. For a long time I boasted that I was master of all possible landscapes--…

— Arthur Rimbaud

Eternity. It is the sea mingled with the sun.

— Arthur Rimbaud

“Delivered to oblivion...growing and flowering with incense and weeds to the sullen whine of nasty flies... I loved deserts, burnt out orchards, faded boutiques...I…

— Arthur Rimbaud

“I On the calm black water where the stars are sleeping White Ophelia floats like a great lily; Floats very slowly, lying in her…

— Arthur Rimbaud

I went out under the sky, Muse! and I was your vassal.

— Arthur Rimbaud

But the problem is to make the soul into a monster

— Arthur Rimbaud

Love...no such thing. Whatever it is that binds families and married couples together, that's not love. That's stupidity or selfishness or fear. Love doesn't…

— Arthur Rimbaud

Weakness or strength: you exist, that is strength. You don't know where you are going or why you are going, go in everywhere, answer…

— Arthur Rimbaud

Oh! If only we were naked now, and free to watch our protruding parts align; To whisper - both of us - in ecstasy!

— Arthur Rimbaud

But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.

— Arthur Rimbaud

What an old maid I'm getting to be. lacking the courage to be in love with death!

— Arthur Rimbaud