What did Arthur Rimbaud mean by: You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life. - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France Copy
+ And again: No more gods! no more gods! Man is King, Man is God! – But the great Faith is Love! Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Arthur Rimbaud, God, Kings, Love, 0 - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France
+ The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Arthur Rimbaud, Poet, Seers, 0 - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France
+ Come from forever, and you will go everywhere. Feraz Zeid, June 12, 2023December 12, 2023, Arthur Rimbaud, 0 - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France
+ Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Arthur Rimbaud, Heart, Remember, Wine, 0 - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France
+ The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Arthur Rimbaud, Burning, Heart, Love, 0 - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France
+ Genius is the recovery of childhood at will. Feraz Zeid, October 14, 2023December 26, 2023, Arthur Rimbaud, Childhood, Entrepreneur, Recovery, 0 - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France
+ I could never throw Love out of the window. Feraz Zeid, October 6, 2023December 26, 2023, Arthur Rimbaud, Window, 0 - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France
+ Life is the farce which everyone has to perform. Feraz Zeid, October 28, 2023December 27, 2023, Arthur Rimbaud, Farce, 0 - Arthur Rimbaud Poet · France
A kiss brings back the youth of a young child, as when a hug brings back the memories of a lover. - Jennifer Chen
Kissing Mother Superior, incompetent, hairball, poppy seeds, on the can. - Jennifer Egan Novelist · USA
Written kisses never arrive at their destination; the ghosts drink them up along the way. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
Either the world is so tiny or we are enormous; in either case, we fill it completely. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts. Explain - Franz Kafka Writer · Czechia
You never know how great a kiss can feel, when you’re stopped at the top of a Ferris wheel. - Freddy Cannon
