Today I had a strange warning. I felt the wind of insanity brush my mind. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
In my mind it strolls, as well as in my apartment. A cat, strong, sweet and delightful.. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
All good and genuine draftsmen draw according to the picture inscribed in their minds, and not according to nature. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Art is an infinitely precious good, a draught both refreshing and cheering which restores the stomach and the mind to the natural… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Genius is no more than childhood recaptured at will, childhood equipped now with man's physical means to express itself, and with the… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
All fashions are charming, or rather relatively charming, each one being a new striving, more or less well conceived, after beauty, an… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
These beings have no other status, but that of cultivating the idea of beauty in their own persons, of satisfying their passions,… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Delacroix, Wagner, Baudelaire - all great theorists, bent on dominating other minds by sensuous means. Their one dream was to create the… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Relate comic things in pompous fashion. Irregularity, in other words the unexpected, the surprising, the astonishing, are essential to and characteristic of… — 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
