Love is to be reinvented, that is clear. - Arthur Rimbaud

Oh! science! It has reconsidered everything. For thebody and the soul − the viaticum − we now have medicineand philosophy, old wives’ remedies and rearranged popular songs. And the diversions of princes and games they forbade! Geography, cosmography, mechanics, chemistry . . . Science, the new nobility! Progress. The world marches on! Why would it cease to turn? It is the vision of numbers. We are moving towards Spirit. What I say is certain, oracular. I understand, but not knowing how to explain myself without using pagan words, I prefer to hold my tongue.

Oisive jeunesse
À tout asservie,
Par délicatesse
J'ai perdu ma vie.

One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.