We love women in proportion to their degree of strangeness to us. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
When a singer puts his hand on his heart, it means usually, I will always love you! — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
My love, do you recall the object which we saw, That fair, sweet, summer morn! At a turn in the path a… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“Romanticism is a grace, celestial or infernal, that bestows us eternal stigmata.” — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
La volupte unique et supre" me de l'amour g|"t dans la certitude de faire le mal. The unique, supreme pleasure of love… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Delacroix was passionately in love with passion, but coldly determined to express passion as clearly as possible. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“believe I already wrote in my notes that love was very similar to torture or surgery. But this idea can be developed… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Both ardent lovers and austere scholars, when once they come to the years of discretion, love cats, so strong and gentle, the… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Romanticism is precisely situated neither in choice of subject, nor exact truth, but in the way of feeling. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Unable to do away with love, the Church found a way to decontaminate it by creating marriage. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
In this horror of solitude, this need to lose his ego in exterior flesh, which man calls grandly the need for love. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
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
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
“The child, in love with prints and maps, Holds the whole world in his vast appetite. How large the earth is under… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And men and women know from birth that… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“I love to think of those naked epochs Whose statues Phoebus liked to tinge with gold. At that time men and women,… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
What men call love is a very small, restricted, feeble thing compared with this ineffable orgy, this divine prostitution of the soul… — 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
