Comme l’imagination a cre e le monde, elle le gouverne. Because imagination created the world, it governs it.
CHARLES BAUDELAIREMan 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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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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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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What is love? The need of coming out of one’s self.
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Nations, like families, have great men only in spite of themselves.
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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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My soul travels on the smell of perfume like the souls of other men on music.
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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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It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.
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What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice.
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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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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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Through the Unknown, we’ll find the New
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What could be more simple and more complex, more obvious and more profound than a portrait.
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Genius is simply childhood, rediscovered by an act of will.
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Extract the eternal from the ephemeral.
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