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More Quotes by Charles Baudelaire
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.
Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally; goodness is always the product of some art.
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.
Genius is nothing more nor less than childhood recaptured at will.
I should like the fields tinged with red, the rivers yellow and the trees painted blue. Nature has no imagination.
As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.
Life has but one true charm: the charm of the game. But what if we’re indifferent to whether we win or lose?
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.
