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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.

Charles Baudelaire

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.
CHARLES BAUDELAIRE

Believe Men Suffer
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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Atmosphere City Life
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
Genius is simply childhood, rediscovered by an act of will.
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Childhood Genius
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
It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.
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Art Born Criticism
Through the Unknown, we’ll find the New
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Found New People World
Nations, like families, have great men only in spite of themselves.
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Baudelaire Family Like Men
Everything that gives pleasure has its reason. To scorn the mobs of those who go astray is not the means to bring them around.
CHARLES BAUDELAIRE

Give Mean Reason
What could be more simple and more complex, more obvious and more profound than a portrait.
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Portrait Profound Simple
Multitude, solitude: equal and interchangeable terms for the active and prolific poet.
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Crowd Poet Solitude
A silent mouth is sweet to hear.
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Mouth Silent Sweet
Modernity is the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, which make up one half of art, the other being the eternal and the immutable. This transitory fugitive element, which is constantly changing, must not be despised or neglected.
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Art Contingent Element Half
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
What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice.
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Beauty Best Crime Love
What is love? The need of coming out of one’s self.
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Love Need People Self

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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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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