العالَمُ فاسد؛ أوَ يدهشُكَ هذا! عِشُ، وإلى النّار ارمِ نكدَ الطّالعِ، المُظلمَ هذا Author: Arthur Rimbaud Copy Quote More from Arthur Rimbaud “A thousand Dreams within me softly burn” “Blood was flowing – in Bluebeard’s house, in the abattoirs, in the circuses whe…” “One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled h…” “What an old maid I'm getting to be. lacking the courage to be in love with deat…”