More Quotes by Charles Baudelaire
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?
He who looks through an open window sees fewer things than he who looks through a closed window.
Genius is nothing more nor less than childhood recaptured at will.
Passion I hate, and spirit does me wrong. Let us love gently.
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.
As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.
I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust.
A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.
I can barely conceive a type of beauty in which there is no melancholy.
No task is a long one but the task on which one dare not start. It becomes a nightmare.
