What I say is that the supreme and singular joy of making love resides in the certainty of doing evil. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
What can an eternity of damnation matter to someone who has felt, if only for a second, the infinity of delight? — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Thanks be to God, Who gives us sufferingas sacred remedy for all our sins,that best and purest essence which preparesthe strong in… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“Thanks be to God, Who gives us suffering as sacred remedy for all our sins, that best and purest essence which prepares… — 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
It is one of the prodigious privileges of art that the horrific, artistically expressed, becomes beauty, and that sorrow, given rhythm and… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
The solitary and thoughtful stroller finds a singular intoxication in this universal communion. The man who loves to lose himself in a… — 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
It is at once by way of poetry and through poetry, as with music, that the soul glimpses splendors from beyond the… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
The being who, for most men, is the source of the most lively, and even, be it said, to the shame of… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“Meanwhile, in the expansiveness of her joy, the Moon filled all of the room like a phosphoric atmosphere, like a luminous poison;… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“It is this admirable, this immortal, instinctive sense of beauty that leads us to look upon the spectacle of this world as… — 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
