Nature is a temple in which living columns sometimes emit confused words. Man approaches it through forests of symbols, which observe him with familiar glances.

Quote by Charles Baudelaire

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

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

There is no more steely barb than that of the Infinite.

There is no more steely barb than that of the Infinite.

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

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

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can...

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can...

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...

Always be a poet, even in prose.

Always be a poet, even in prose.

Nature... is nothing but the inner voice of self-interest.

Nature... is nothing but the inner voice of self-interest.

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...

Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.

Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.

We are all born marked for evil.

We are all born marked for evil.

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...

Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

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,...

Genius is childhood recalled at will.

Genius is childhood recalled at will.

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

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

Even if it were proven that God didn't exist, Religion would still be Saintly and...

Even if it were proven that God didn't exist, Religion would still be Saintly and...

Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!

Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!

Nothing can be done except little by little.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

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

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

To handle a language skillfully is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery.

To handle a language skillfully is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery.