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The poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself and others, as he wishes.

Charles Baudelaire

Comme l’imagination a cre e le monde, elle le gouverne. Because imagination created the world, it governs it.
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Create Imagination Monde World
A silent mouth is sweet to hear.
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Mouth Silent Sweet
Multitude, solitude: equal and interchangeable terms for the active and prolific poet.
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Crowd Poet Solitude
Extract the eternal from the ephemeral.
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Ephemeral Eternal Extract
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
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
Genius is simply childhood, rediscovered by an act of will.
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Childhood Genius
Man loves man so much that when he flees the city, it is still to seek the crowd, that is, to rebuild the city in the country.
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Cities Country Men
It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.
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Art Born Criticism
I love Wagner, but the music I prefer is that of a cat hung up by its tail outside a window and trying to stick to the panes of glass with its claws.
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Cat Glass Music Window
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
Through the Unknown, we’ll find the New
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Found New People World
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
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 love? The need of coming out of one’s self.
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Love Need People Self

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