Any newspaper, from the first line to the last, is nothing but a web of horrors, I cannot understand how an innocent hand can touch a newspaper without convulsing in disgust.

Quote by Charles Baudelaire

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It is necessary to work, if not from inclination, at least from despair. Everything considered,...

It is necessary to work, if not from inclination, at least from despair. Everything considered,...

Progress, this great heresy of decay.

Progress, this great heresy of decay.

Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive...

Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive...

The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the...

The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the...

The insatiable thirst for everything which lies beyond, and which life reveals, is the most...

The insatiable thirst for everything which lies beyond, and which life reveals, is the most...

Modernity is the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, which make up one half of art,...

Modernity is the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, which make up one half of art,...

Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive...

Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive...

Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.

Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.

Inspiration comes of working every day.

Inspiration comes of working every day.

Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.

Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.

The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped...

The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped...

It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.

It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.

Our religion is itself profoundly sad - a religion of universal anguish, and one which,...

Our religion is itself profoundly sad - a religion of universal anguish, and one which,...

Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!

Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!

Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally; goodness is always the product of some art.

Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally; goodness is always the product of some art.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of...

As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of...

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

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

Evil is done without effort, naturally, it is the working of fate; good is always...

Evil is done without effort, naturally, it is the working of fate; good is always...