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The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it.

Charles Baudelaire

What is love? The need of coming out of one’s self.
CHARLES BAUDELAIRE

Love Need People Self
This life is a hospital where every patient is possessed with the desire to change beds; one man would like to suffer in front of the stove, and another believes that he would recover his health beside the window.
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Believe Men Suffer
It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.
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Art Born Criticism
Everything that gives pleasure has its reason. To scorn the mobs of those who go astray is not the means to bring them around.
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Give Mean Reason
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.
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Evil Pleasure Unique
Extract the eternal from the ephemeral.
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Ephemeral Eternal Extract
Genius is simply childhood, rediscovered by an act of will.
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Childhood Genius
The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it.
CHARLES BAUDELAIRE

Atmosphere City Life
The immense appetite we have for biography comes from a deep-seated sense of equality.
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Appetite Biography Immense
Forest, I fear you! In my ruined heart your roaring wakens the same agony as in cathedrals when the organ moans and from the depths I hear that I am damned.
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Agony Depth Heart
Nations, like families, have great men only in spite of themselves.
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Baudelaire Family Like Men
A silent mouth is sweet to hear.
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Mouth Silent Sweet
My soul travels on the smell of perfume like the souls of other men on music.
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Men Music Travel
What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice.
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Beauty Best Crime Love
Drowsing, they take the noble attitude of a great sphinx, who, in a desert land, sleeps always, dreaming dreams that have no end.
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Attitude Dream Sleep
Multitude, solitude: equal and interchangeable terms for the active and prolific poet.
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Crowd Poet Solitude

The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it.

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