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Charles Baudelaire
By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The beautiful is always bizarre.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Work makes prosperous days, wine makes happy Sundays. - Wine and Hashish

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

There are moments of existence when time and space are more profound, and the awareness of existence is immensely heightened.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Déjame respirar mucho tiempo, mucho tiempo, el olor de tus cabellos; sumergir en ellos el rostro, como hombre sediento en agua de manantial, y agitarlos con mi mano, como pañuelo odorífero, para sacudir recuerdos al aire. ¡Si pudieras saber todo lo que veo! ¡Todo lo que siento! ¡Todo lo que oigo en tus cabellos! Mi alma viaja en el perfume como el alma de los demás hombres en la música. Tus cabellos contienen todo un ensueño, lleno de velámenes y de mástiles; contienen vastos mares, cuyos monzones me llevan a climas de encanto, en que el espacio es más azul y más profundo, en que la atmósfera está perfumada por los frutos, por las hojas y por la piel humana. En el océano de tu cabellera entreveo un puerto en que pululan cantares melancólicos, hombres vigorosos de toda nación y navíos de toda forma, que recortan sus arquitecturas finas y complicadas en un cielo inmenso en que se repantiga el eterno calor. En las caricias de tu cabellera vuelvo a encontrar las languideces de las largas horas pasadas en un diván, en la cámara de un hermoso navío, mecidas por el balanceo imperceptible del puerto, entre macetas y jarros refrescantes. En el ardiente hogar de tu cabellera respiro el olor del tabaco mezclado con opio y azúcar; en la noche de tu cabellera veo resplandecer lo infinito del azul tropical; en las orillas vellosas de tu cabellera me emborracho con los olores combinados del algodón, del almizcle y del aceite de coco. Déjame morder mucho tiempo tus trenzas, pesadas y negras. Cuando mordisqueo tus cabellos elásticos y rebeldes, me parece que como recuerdos.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Comme l'imagination a cre  e   le monde, elle le gouverne. Because imagination created the world, it governs it.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Alas! Man's vices, horrible as they are supposed to be, contain the positive proof of his taste for the infinite.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

On the vaporization and the centralization of the Self. All is there.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And men and women know from birth that in evil is found all sensual delight.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by every means available to the arts.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

It is the pleasure of astonishing others, and the proud satisfaction of never being astonished by them.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Be always drunken. Nothing else matters: that is the only question. If you would not feel the horrible burden of time weighing on your shoulders and crushing you to the earth, be drunken continually.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

What is art? Prostitution.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

If rape or arson, poison or the knife Has wove no pleasing patterns in the stuff Of this drab canvas we accept as life - It is because we are not bold enough!

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The study of beauty is a duel in which the artist cries out in terror before he is defeated.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The lover of life makes the whole world into his family, just as the lover of the fair sex creates his from all the lovely women he has found, from those that could be found, and those who are impossible to find.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The Poet is like the prince of the clouds, who haunts the tempest and laughs at the archer. Exiled on the ground in the midst of the jeering crowd, his giant's wings keep him from walking.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Oh, Creator! Can monsters exist in the sight of him who alone knows how they were invented, how they invented themselves, and how they might not have invented themselves?

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The act of love strongly resembles torture or surgery.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

La volupte   unique et supre"  me de l'amour g|"t dans la certitude de faire le mal. The unique, supreme pleasure of love consists in the certainty of doing evil.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

To be away from home and yet to feel oneself everywhere at home; to see the world, to be at the centre of the world, and yet to remain hidden from the world—impartial natures which the tongue can but clumsily define. The spectator is a prince who everywhere rejoices in his incognito.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

¡Solo por fin! Ya no se oye más que el rodar de algunos coches rezagados y derrengados. Por unas horas hemos de poseer el silencio, si no el reposo. ¡Por fin desapareció la tiranía del rostro humano, y ya sólo por mí sufriré! ¡Por fin! Ya se me consiente descansar en un baño de tinieblas. Lo primero, doble vuelta al cerrojo. Me parece que esta vuelta de llave ha de aumentar mi soledad y fortalecer las barricadas que me separan actualmente del mundo.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Thanks be to God, Who gives us suffering as sacred remedy for all our sins, that best and purest essence which prepares the strong in spirit for divine delights!

By Anonym 18 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The child sees everything in a state of newness; he is always drunk. Nothing more resembles what we call inspiration than the delight with which a small child absorbs form and colour. Genius is nothing more nor less than childhood recovered at will - a childhood now equipped for self-expression with manhood's capacities and a power of analysis which enables it to order the mass of raw material which it has involuntarily accumulated.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

However incoherent a human existence may be, human unity is not bothered by it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

I have felt the wind on the wing of madness.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

A multitude of small delights constitute happiness

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

A sweetheart is a bottle of wine, a wife is a wine bottle.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

How convenient it is to declare that everything is totally ugly within the habit of the époque, rather than applying oneself to extract from it the dark and cryptic beauty, however faint and invisible it is.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

I think I would be happy in that place I happen not to be, and this question of moving house is the subject of a perpetual dialogue I have with my soul.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Tell me, enigmatical man, whom do you love best, your father, Your mother, your sister, or your brother? I have neither father, nor mother, nor sister, nor brother. Your friends? Now you use a word whose meaning I have never known. Your country? I do not know in what latitude it lies. Beauty? I could indeed love her, Goddess and Immortal. Gold? I hate it as you hate God. Then, what do you love, extraordinary stranger? I love the clouds the clouds that pass up there Up there the wonderful clouds!

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Always be a poet, even in prose.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The true voyagers are those who go for the sake of traveling . . . and without quite knowing why, they say, 'Let us depart!'.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

I am bored in France because everyone resembles Voltaire.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Un hombre espantoso entra y se mira al espejo. «¿Por qué se mira al espejo si no ha de verse en él más que con desagrado?». El hombre espantoso me contesta: «Señor mío, según los principios inmortales del ochenta y nueve, todos los hombres son iguales en derechos; así, pues, tengo derecho a mirarme; con agrado o con desagrado, ello no compete más que a mi conciencia».

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

In putting off what one has to do, one runs the risk of never being able to do it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

For I desire the dark, the naked, and the lone.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

A book is a garden, a party, a company by the way.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

It is this admirable and immortal instinct for beauty which causes us to regard the earth and its spectacles as a glimpse, a correspondence of the beyond.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Il me semble que je serais toujours bien la ou je ne suis pas. It seems to me that I will always be happy in the place where I am not.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The man who is unable to people his solitude is equally unable to be alone in a bustling crowd. The poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself or some one else, as he chooses. [...] The solitary and thoughtful stroller finds a singular intoxication in this universal communion. [...] What men call love is a very small, restricted, feeble thing compared with this ineffable orgy, this divine prostitution of the soul giving itself entire...to the unexpected as it comes along, the stranger as he passes.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Art dulls the terror of the void better than anything else.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Laments of an Icarus The paramours of courtesans Are well and satisfied, content. But as for me my limbs are rent Because I clasped the clouds as mine. I owe it to the peerless stars Which flame in the remotest sky That I see only with spent eyes Remembered suns I knew before. In vain I had at heart to find The center and the end of space. Beneath some burning, unknown gaze I feel my very wings unpinned And, burned because I beauty loved, I shall not know the highest bliss, And give my name to the abyss Which waits to claim me as its own.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The more one works, the better one works, and the more one wants to work. The more one produces, the more fertile one grows.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The photographic industry was the refuge of all the painters who couldn't make it, either because they had no talent or because they were too lazy to finish their studies. Hence this universal infatuation was not only characterized by blindness and stupidity, but also by vindictiveness.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

It is regrettable that, among the Rights of Man, the right of contradicting oneself has been forgotten.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

The mixture of the grotesque and the tragic is agreeable to the spirit, as are discords to the jaded ear.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Charles Baudelaire

Amer savoir, celui qu'on tire du voyage! Bitter is the knowledge gained in travelling.