The sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.
Arthur Rimbaud (1854 - 1891)
Contributed by: Randy
One must be absolutely modern.
Source: Rimbaud: Complete Works, Selected Letters, a Bilingual Edition
Contributed by: Rich
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees - And I found her bitter - And I reviled her.
Contributed by: Zaady