So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and bends you to the earth, be endlessly drunk.
Charles BaudelaireThe 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 BaudelaireThere is no dream of love, however ideal it may be, which does not end up with a fat, greedy baby hanging from the breast.
Charles Baudelaire