More Quotes by Charles Baudelaire
He who looks through an open window sees fewer things than he who looks through a closed window.
Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally; goodness is always the product of some art.
I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.
Life has but one true charm: the charm of the game. But what if we’re indifferent to whether we win or lose?
But what does it matter what reality is outside myself, so long as it has helped me to live, to feel that I am, and what I am?
I can barely conceive a type of beauty in which there is no melancholy.
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.
All which is beautiful and noble is the result of reason and calculation.
Genius is nothing more nor less than childhood recaptured at will.
I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust.
