What I say is that the supreme and singular joy of making love resides in the certainty of doing evil.
Charles BaudelaireThere is no sweeter pleasure than to surprise a man by giving him more than he hopes for.
Charles BaudelaireIf wine were to disappear from human production, I believe it would cause an absence, a failure in health and intellect, a void much more terrifying than all the recesses and the deviations for which wine is regarded as responsible.
Charles Baudelaire...and the lamp having at last resigned itself to death. There was nothing now but firelight in the room, And every time a flame uttered a gasp for breath It flushed her amber skin with the blood of its bloom.
Charles Baudelaire