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
But the problem is to make the soul into a monster
Interpretation
The quote suggests that transforming one's essence can lead to destructive consequences.
Arthur Rimbaud's quote reflects the complexity of human nature and the idea that in the pursuit of power or greatness, one may inadvertently corrupt their own spirit or moral values. This transformation, likened to making the soul a 'monster,' can result in a loss of humanity and empathy, highlighting the darker aspects of ambition and self-discovery.
In practice
In a discussion about the consequences of ambition in a seminar.
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.
What a life! True life is elsewhere. We are not in the world.
Excessive partiality for one foreign nation and excessive dislike of another cause those whom they actuate to see danger only on one side, and serve to veil and even second the arts of influence on the other. Real patriots who may resist the intrigues of the favorite are liable to become suspected and odious, while its tools and dupes usurp the applause and confidence of the people, to surrender their interests.
My whole wretched life swam before my weary eyes, and I realized no matter what you do it's bound to be a waste of time in the end so you might as well go mad.
We must make good people wish that the Christian faith were true, and then show that it is.
So which is the lie? Hard or soft? Silence or time?
One who faces and who fears the right things and from the right motive, in the right way and at the right time, posseses character worthy of our trust and admiration.
It's not denial. I'm just selective about the reality I accept.
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