There are as many kinds of beauty as there are habitual ways of seeking happiness.
Charles BaudelaireLike those great sphinxes lounging through eternity in noble attitudes upon the desert sand, they gaze incuriously at nothing, calm and wise.
Charles BaudelaireAnd over your unconsecrated head you'll hear the howling wolves lament their fate and yours the livelong year.
Charles BaudelaireThe poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself and others, as he wishes.
Charles BaudelaireDo you remember the sight we saw, my soul, that soft summer morning round a turning in the path, the disgusting carcass on a bed scattered with stones, its legs in the air like a woman in need burning its wedding poisons like a fountain with its rhythmic sobs, I could hear it clearly flowing with a long murmuring sound, but I touch my body in vain to find the wound. I am the vampire of my own heart, one of the great outcasts condemned to eternal laughter who can no longer smile. Am I dead? I must be dead.
Charles Baudelaire