Quotes by : Arthur Rimbaud

Never admit defeat!

Once, if my memory serves me well, my life was a banquet where every heart revealed itself, where every....

The poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire.He is responsible for humanity, for animals even; he....

À l'aurore, armés d'une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.

No one's serious at seventeen,When lindens line the promenades

True alchemy lies in this formula: ‘Your memory and your senses are but the nourishment of your creative....

Only divine love bestows the keys of knowledge.

Morality is the weakness of the mind.

The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn:From time to time my heart is like some oakWhose blood runs golden....