What could be more simple and more complex, more obvious and more profound than a portrait. Charles Baudelaire More Quotes by Charles Baudelaire More Quotes From Charles Baudelaire We revel in the laxness of the path we take. Charles Baudelaire path Always be drunk ... Get drunk militantly. Just get drunk. Charles Baudelaire funny-alcoholdrunkalcohol The Devil pulls the strings which make us dance; We find delight in the most loathsome things; Some furtherance of Hell each new day brings, And yet we feel no horror in that rank advance. Charles Baudelaire horror-genredevilnew-day The dandy should aspire to be uninterruptedly sublime. He should live and sleep in front of a mirror. Charles Baudelaire sublimemirrorssleep Relate comic things in pompous fashion. Irregularity, in other words the unexpected, the surprising, the astonishing, are essential to and characteristic of beauty. Two fundamental literary qualities: supernaturalism and irony. The blend of the grotesque and the tragic are attractive to the mind, as is discord to blasé ears. Imagine a canvas for a lyrical, magical farce, for a pantomime, and translate it into a serious novel. Drown the whole thing in an abnormal, dreamy atmosphere, in the atmosphere of great days … the region of pure poetry. Charles Baudelaire fashionmindtwo Thanks be to God, Who gives us sufferingas sacred remedy for all our sins,that best and purest essence which preparesthe strong in spirit for divine delights! Charles Baudelaire strongessencegiving The idea which man forms of beauty imprints itself throughout his attire, rumples or stiffens his garments, rounds off or aligns his gestures, and, finally, even subtly penetrates the features of his face. Charles Baudelaire fashionbeautymen What is love? The need of coming out of one's self. Charles Baudelaire selfloveneeds Tell me, enigmatical man, whom do you love best, your father, Your mother, your sister, or your brother? I have neither father, nor mother, nor sister, nor brother. Your friends? Now you use a word whose meaning I have never known. Your country? I do not know in what latitude it lies. Beauty? I could indeed love her, Goddess and Immortal. Gold? I hate it as you hate God. Then, what do you love, extraordinary stranger? I love the clouds the clouds that pass up there Up there the wonderful clouds! Charles Baudelaire brothermothercountry Quand notre coeur a fait une fois sa vendange, Vivre est un mal. Once our heart has been harvested once, Life becomes miserable. Charles Baudelaire has-beensmiserableheart Multitude, solitude: equal and interchangeable terms for the active and prolific poet. Charles Baudelaire crowdspoetsolitude Imagination is an almost divine faculty which, without recourse to any philosophical method, immediately perceives everything: the secret and intimate connections between things, correspondences and analogies. Charles Baudelaire philosophicalimaginationart 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. Charles Baudelaire elementshalfart The artist is today and has been for many years, despite his absence of merit, simply a spoiled child. So many honors, so much money bestowed on men without souls and without education. Charles Baudelaire educationchildrenart It is unfortunately very true that, without leisure and money, love can be no more than an orgy of the common man. Instead of being a sudden impulse full of ardor and reverie, it becomes a distastefully utilitarian affair. Charles Baudelaire leisurelovemen There exist certain individuals who are, by nature, given purely to contemplation and are utterly unsuited to action, and who, nevertheless, under a mysterious and unknown impulse, sometimes act with a speed which they themselves would have thought beyond them. Charles Baudelaire mysteriousnatureaction Unable to suppress love, the Church wanted at least to disinfect it, and it created marriage. Charles Baudelaire churchwanted Pure draughtsmen are philosophers and dialecticians. Colourists are epic poets. Charles Baudelaire philosopherpoetepic The world progresses only through misunderstanding. Charles Baudelaire misunderstandingprogressworld From that moment onwards, our loathsome society rushed, like Narcissus, to contemplate its trivial image on a metallic plate. A form of lunacy, an extraordinary fanaticism took hold of these new sun-worshippers. Charles Baudelaire that-momentmomentssun
