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It would be difficult for me not to conclude that the most perfect type of masculine beauty is Satan,?as portrayed by Milton. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, X (1887).)
What is art? Prostitution. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, I (1887).)
There exist only three respectable beings: the priest, the warrior, the poet. To know, to kill, and to create. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, XXVIII (1887).)
It would perhaps be nice to be alternately the victim and the executioner. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, XVI (1887).)
The religious inebriation of big cities.?Pantheism. I am everyone; everyone is me. Whirlwind. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, II (1887).)
Nations, like families, have great men only in spite of themselves. They do everything in their power not to have any. And therefore, the great man, in order to exist, must possess a force of attack which is greater than the force of resistance developed by millions of people. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, VII (1887).)
Every idea is endowed of itself with immortal life, like a human being. All created form, even that which is created by man, is immortal. For form is independent of matter: molecules do not constitute form. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet. Trans. by Christopher Isherwood (1930), revised by Don Bachardy (1989). My Heart Laid Bare, sct. 102, Intimate Journals (written c. 1865, published 1887).)
True Civilization does not lie in gas, nor in steam, nor in turn-tables. It lies in the reduction of the traces of original sin. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet. My Heart Laid Bare, Intimate Journals, sct. 59 (1887), trans. by Christopher Isherwood (1930), rev. Don Bachardy (1989).)
A Dandy does nothing. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, XXVIII (1887).)
The unique and supreme voluptuousness of love lies in the certainty of committing evil. And men and women know from birth that in evil is found all sensual delight. (Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867), French poet, critic. My Heart Laid Bare, III (1887).)
