How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering.

Quote by Charles Baudelaire

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The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And...

The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And...

To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is...

To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is...

For each letter received from a creditor, write fifty lines on an extraterrestrial subject and...

For each letter received from a creditor, write fifty lines on an extraterrestrial subject and...

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.

I consider it useless and tedious to represent what exists, because nothing that exists satisfies...

I consider it useless and tedious to represent what exists, because nothing that exists satisfies...

I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in...

I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in...

Nothing can be done except little by little.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

Always be a poet, even in prose.

Always be a poet, even in prose.

In literature as in ethics, there is danger, as well as glory, in being subtle....

In literature as in ethics, there is danger, as well as glory, in being subtle....

Any newspaper, from the first line to the last, is nothing but a web of...

Any newspaper, from the first line to the last, is nothing but a web of...

Whether you come from heaven or hell, what does it matter, O Beauty!

Whether you come from heaven or hell, what does it matter, O Beauty!

The being who, for most men, is the source of the most lively, and even,...

The being who, for most men, is the source of the most lively, and even,...

Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

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...

Music fathoms the sky.

Music fathoms the sky.

But a dandy can never be a vulgar man.

But a dandy can never be a vulgar man.

Nature is a temple in which living columns sometimes emit confused words. Man approaches it...

Nature is a temple in which living columns sometimes emit confused words. Man approaches it...

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.

An artist is an artist only because of his exquisite sense of beauty, a sense...

An artist is an artist only because of his exquisite sense of beauty, a sense...

What is exhilarating in bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of giving offense.

What is exhilarating in bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of giving offense.