The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it. Charles Baudelaire atmospherecityenvelop Change image and share on social
How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering. Charles Baudelaire formmanmemory Change image and share on social
I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust. Charles Baudelaire disgusthandhonor Change image and share on social
Progress, this great heresy of decay. Charles Baudelaire decaygreatheresy Change image and share on social
But a dandy can never be a vulgar man. Charles Baudelaire dandymanvulgar Change image and share on social
In order for the artist to have a world to express he must first be situated in this world, oppressed or oppressing, resigned or rebellious, a man among men. Charles Baudelaire artistexpressman Change image and share on social
Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams. Charles Baudelaire commondreamearth Change image and share on social
Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses. Charles Baudelaire lyricismmassesexuality Change image and share on social
