And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.
Arthur RimbaudRead
What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
Interpretation
Rimbaud suggests that true existence lies beyond our current reality or worldly distractions.
In this quote, Arthur Rimbaud reflects on the nature of life, implying that what we often perceive as 'life' is merely a superficial experience. He suggests that true life, which contains deeper meaning and fulfillment, is actually found in a realm beyond the mundane world we inhabit. This invites us to contemplate the essence of existence and challenge our perceptions of reality.
In practice
In a motivational speech about seeking deeper understanding in life.
And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.
My wisdom is as spurned as chaos. What is my nothingness, compared to the amazement that awaits you?
In the great glasshouses streaming with condensation, the children in mourning-dress beheld marvels.
I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.
Idle youth, enslaved to everything; by being too sensitive I have wasted my life.
Life is the farce we are all forced to endure.
The difference between sentiment and being sentimental is the following: Sentiment is when a driver swerves out of the way to avoid hitting a rabbit on the road. Being sentimental is when the same driver, when swerving away from the rabbit, hits a pedestrian.
True humility-the basis of the Christian system-is the low but deep and firm foundation of all virtues.
It seems to me that terrestrial beings, as they become more autonomous, psychologically richer, shut themselves up in a way against one another, and at the same time gradually become strangers to the cosmic environment and currents, impenetrable to one another, and incapable of exteriorizing themselves.
The fear of death comes from limited awareness.
He'd always known that the world was an interesting place, and his imagination had peopled it with pirates and bandits and spies and astronauts and similar. But he'd also had a nagging suspicion that, when you seriously got right down to it, they were all just things in books and didn't properly exist anymore.
I have a great mind to believe in Christianity for the mere pleasure of fancying I may be damned.
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