But the true voyagers are only those who leave Just to be leaving; hearts light, like balloons, They never turn aside from… — 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… — 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
True Civilization does not lie in gas, nor in steam, nor in turn-tables. It lies in the reduction of the traces of… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
As the end of the century approaches, all our culture is like flies at the beginning of winter. Having lost their agility,… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
I love to watch the fine mist of the night come on, The windows and the stars illumined, one by one, The… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
From his soft fur, golden and brown, Goes out so sweet a scent, one night I might have been embalmed in it… — 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
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