Poem Quote by Arthur Rimbaud Download Open image ““They find me odd, and whisper behind hands…And my brutal desires sink hooks into their lips…”” — Arthur Rimbaud ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Poem Rimbaud
“A hand in mine.. hot. Breath on my neck... sweet. The feel of lips on my own... forbidden.” — Christine Fonseca Copy Share Image
“He drew her very tenderly close and their lips met like starved hearts.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Hands that never touch. Lips that never meet. The Almost Lovers, never to be.” — Rae Hachton Copy Share Image
“Kiss me. My lips are on fire. You, my friend, are the object of my secret desire.” — Lisa Canfield Copy Share Image
“Her lips are in close proximity to mine, so of course I have to kiss them.” — Colleen Hoover Copy Share Image
“You'd better close those lips before I'm tempted to kiss them and really give you something to be all hot and bothered about.” — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love! — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Oh! If only we were naked now, and free to watch our protruding parts align; To whisper - both of us - in ecstasy! — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter. — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
What an old maid I'm getting to be. lacking the courage to be in love with death! — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
You don’t read or overhear the voice in the poem, you are the voice in the poem. — Helen Vendler Copy Share Image
“Whatever you want," he said. "Will you please come here now?" I slipped a piece of protective tissue over my drawing and flipped the… — Melissa Jensen Copy Share Image
“sometimes when everything seems at its worst when all conspires and gnaws and the hours, days, weeks years seem wasted – stretched there upon… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“The name does not deserve the poem, but the poem deserves the name.” — Dejan Stojanovic Copy Share Image
Memory revises me. Even now a letter comes from a place I don’t know, from someone with my name and postmarked years ago, while… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share Image
“Sentinels of trees breathe life into bodies of earthly flesh As their mighty arms reach to the stars we join in their quest for… — Ramon Ravenswood Copy Share Image
“I cannot go to school today" Said little Peggy Ann McKay. "I have the measles and the mumps, A gash, a rash and purple… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
“Good God, 'the elusive thing'. She had reached a turning point. She no longer believed that a situation could be made better by writing… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
A day which passed without a poem from my pen I considered lost and misused. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
“The gift of words, the source of enjoyment, the source of delight that comes within and the unfading beauty and energy of words.” — Euginia Herlihy Copy Share Image
“Memories of past. Heartaches of old. Courage of brass. Lessons of gold.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“To write a poem...to paint an image on canvass from the contemplation of nature and life...is to be present again in this world more… — Deeper sense of presence Isabella koldras Copy Share Image