“Folly, error, sin, avarice Occupy our minds and labor our bodies, And we feed our pleasant remorse As beggars nourish their vermin.” — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Within the bottle's depths, the wine's soul sang one night. Drink wine, drink poetry, drink virtue. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“Looking from outside into an open window one never sees as much as when one looks through a closed window. There is… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“Swan-white of heart; I smile not ever neither do I weep. I am as lovely as a dream in stone.” — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Pure draughtsmen are philosophers and dialecticians. Colourists are epic poets. — 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
“Be always drunken. Nothing else matters: that is the only question. If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time weighing… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“I walk alone, absorbed in my fantastic play, — Fencing with rhymes, which, parrying nimbly, back away; Tripping on words, as on… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
If the poet has pursued a moral objective, he has diminished his poetic force. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
It is the hour to be drunken! to escape being the martyred slaves of time, be ceaselessly drunk. On wine, on poetry,… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create. — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
“ Charles Baudelaire: Get Drunk One should always be drunk. That's all that matters; that's our one imperative need. So as not… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable.… — 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
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
