Quotes by Stephane Mallarme

Stephane Mallarme

A soul trembling to sit by a hearth so bright, To exist again, it’s enough if I borrow from Your lips the breath of my name you murmur all night.

Names

Night

Soul

A throw of the dice will never abolish chance.

Abolish

Chance

Dice

All thoughts emit a throw of dice

Dice

As for me, Poetry takes the place of love, because it is enamored of itself, and because this self-lust has a delightful dying fall in my soul.

Fall

Love Is

Self

Dreams have as much influences as actions.

Action

Dream

Influence

Every soul is a melody which needs renewing.

Needs

Soul

Teacher

Everything in the world exists in order to end up as a book.

Book

Inspirational

Reading

Everything that is sacred and that wishes to remain so must envelop itself in mystery.

Mystery

Sacred

Wish

I have made a long enough descent into the void to speak with certainty. There is nothing but beauty–and beauty has only one perfect expression, Poetry. All the rest is a lie.

Expression

Long

Lying

In a museum in London there is an exhibit called “The Value of Man”: a long coffinlike box with lots of compartments where they’ve put starch phosphorus flour bottles of water and alcohol and big pieces of gelatin. I am a man like that.

Men

Museums

Water

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Abandon

Abolish

Action

Alas

Artist

Beautiful

Book

Chance

Creating

Dice

Dream

Education

Effects

Ends

Expression

Facts

Fall

Flesh

Flower

Fronts

Hands

Ideas

Influence

Inspirational

Jobs

Language

Lonely

Long

Love Is

Lying

Men

Mind

Museums

Mystery

Names

Needs

Night

Numbers

Order

Paint

Painting

Paper

People

Poet

Poetic

Poetry

Precious Stones

Produce

Pure

Reading

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Quotes by Stephane Mallarme

Stephane Mallarme

A soul trembling to sit by a hearth so bright, To exist again, it’s enough if I borrow from Your lips the breath of my name you murmur all night.

A throw of the dice will never abolish chance.

All thoughts emit a throw of dice

As for me, Poetry takes the place of love, because it is enamored of itself, and because this self-lust has a delightful dying fall in my soul.

Dreams have as much influences as actions.

Every soul is a melody which needs renewing.

Everything in the world exists in order to end up as a book.

Everything that is sacred and that wishes to remain so must envelop itself in mystery.

I have made a long enough descent into the void to speak with certainty. There is nothing but beauty–and beauty has only one perfect expression, Poetry. All the rest is a lie.

In a museum in London there is an exhibit called “The Value of Man”: a long coffinlike box with lots of compartments where they’ve put starch phosphorus flour bottles of water and alcohol and big pieces of gelatin. I am a man like that.

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