I love the clouds... the clouds that pass by... over there... over there... those lovely clouds! — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Love is a taste for prostitution. In fact, there is no noble pleasure that cannot be reduced to Prostitution. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
For me, Romanticism is the most recent and the most current expression of beauty. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
A precious liquid, a poison dearer than that of the Borgias - because it is made from our blood, our health, our… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
It is unfortunately very true that, without leisure and money, love can be no more than an orgy of the common man.… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
There is no dream of love, however ideal it may be, which does not end up with a fat, greedy baby hanging… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
the Devil's hand directs our every move - / the things we loathed become the things we love — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“You shall suffer for ever the influence of my kiss. You shall be beautiful in my fashion. You shall love that which… — 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
