Character: Arthur Rimbaud

I have achieved that all human hope has disappeared in my soul.

And soared.

On your Parisian pavements, my Paris?

Oh, vows of youth, how beautiful you are! How impracticable! ..

I choose you for a very good reason. You see, I've always known what to say. But you... you always know how to say it.
I chose you for a very good reason. You see, I always knew what to say. But you... you know how to say it.

- I don't like hurting people.
- Then don't. But if you do, do it coolly. Don't insult your victims by feeling sorry afterwards.
I don't like to hurt people.
- Don't do that. And if you do, then do it calmly, without insulting then their victims with guilt.

- Do you think poets can learn from one another?
- Only if they're bad poets.
- Do you think poets can learn something from each other?
Only if they're bad poets.

I used to think that what I did would make a difference, you know, change the world. That nothing would ever be the same again. But it's no good. The world is too old and there's nothing new. It's all been said.
I thought that everything I do is very important and will change the world. Thought that nothing will ever be the same again. But it's not. The world is too old, there's nothing new. Everything has already been said.

I offer you an archetypal choice. The choice is between my body and my soul.
I want you made the original choice. The choice between my body and my soul.

I understood that what I needed to become the first poet of this century is to experience everything in my body. It's no longer enough for me to be one person, I decided to be everyone. I decided to be a genius. I decided to originate the future.
To be the first poet of this century, I must try it out for yourself. For me it was no longer enough to be one person. I decided to be everyone. I decided to become a genius. I decided to create the future.

In the time of Francis I the wise and benevolent giants roamed the countryside. Their main objective was to rid the world of pedants, fools and incompetent hacks. They wrote on them from a great height.

The happiest days of my life were the days when I ran away from home last year. I didn't know where to go, just walking aimlessly. Never had the days were not as long and bright. I couldn't get enough of these colors.

I decided to rewrite the present to change the future.

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 exist. Self interest exists, attachment based on personal gain exists, complacency exists, but not love. Love has to be reinvented.
Love? It does not exist... Everything that connects families and married couples is not love, it's stupidity, or selfishness, or fear. Love does not exist. Self - interest exists. Attachment based on personal gain exists, complacency exists. But not love. Love has to be reinvented...