Beware of all the paradoxical in love. It is simplicity which saves, it is simplicity which brings happiness...Love should be love. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
It is good sometimes that the happy of this world should learn, were it only to humble their foolish pride for an… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“The room was filled with deep, raucous sighs, sudden sobs, silent floods of tears. The horrified musician stopped,and going up to the… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
The cannon thunders... limbs fly in all directions... one can hear the groans of victims and the howling of those performing the… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
There are as many kinds of beauty as there are habitual ways of seeking happiness. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Laments of an Icarus The paramours of courtesans Are well and satisfied, content. But as for me my limbs are rent Because… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Who would dare assign to art the sterile function of imitating nature? — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist”—Charles Baudelaire “The second greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“This life is a hospital in which each patient is possessed by the desire to change beds. One wants to suffer in front of… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
There is no such thing as a long piece of work, except one that you dare not start. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Our religion is itself profoundly sad - a religion of universal anguish, and one which, because of its very catholicity, grants full liberty to… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
But the true voyagers are only those who leave Just to be leaving; hearts light, like balloons, They never turn aside from their fatality… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Amer savoir, celui qu'on tire du voyage! Bitter is the knowledge gained in travelling. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“I can barely conceive a type of beauty in which there is no melancholy.” — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
The vices of man, as full of horror as one might suppose them to be, contain the proof (if in nothing else but their… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Multitude, solitude: equal and interchangeable terms for the active and prolific poet. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Any healthy man can go without food for two days - but not without poetry. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
