And, drunk with my own madness, I shouted at him furiously,... - Charles Baudelaire
"And, drunk with my own madness, I shouted at him furiously, "Make life beautiful! Make life beautiful!"
"And, drunk with my own madness, I shouted at him furiously, "Make life beautiful! Make life beautiful!"
"Modernity is the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, which make up one half of art, the other being the eternal and the immutable. This transitory fugitive element, which is constantly changing, must not be despised or neglected."
"Always be a poet, even in prose."
"Modernity is the transient, the fleeting, the contingent; it is one half of art, the other being the eternal and the immovable."
"A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors."
"What strange phenomena we find in a great city, all we need do is stroll about with our eyes open. Life swarms with innocent monsters."