Charles Baudelaire

Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself…

I love Wagner, but the music I prefer is that of a cat hung up…

It is the hour to be drunken! to escape being the martyred slaves of time…

The pleasure we derive from the representation of the present is due, not only to…

France is not poetic she even feels, in fact, a congenital horror of poetry. Among…

Those men get along best with women who can get along best without them…

This life is a hospital in which every patient is possessed with a desire to…

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

A frenzied passion for art is a canker that devours everything else…

Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and…

Always be a poet, even in prose…

Who would dare assign to art the sterile function of imitating nature…

The study of beauty is a duel in which the artist cries with terror before…

What is art? Prostitution…

Beauty is the sole ambition, the exclusive goal of Taste…