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Charles Baudelaire Quotes

Total quotes: 9
“The Beautiful is always strange…it always contains a touch of strangeness, of simple, unpremeditated and unconscious strangeness, and it is that touch of strangeness that gives it its particular quality as Beauty.”
— Charles Baudelaire, Baudelaire: Selected Writings on Art and Artists
Tagged: Beautiful, Strangeness, Simple, Unpremeditated, unconscious, Particular, Qaulity, beauty
“Even as a child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.”
— Charles Baudelaire, My Heart Laid Bare
Tagged: Life, contradictory, paradox of life, mature thinking
“To be away from home and yet to feel oneself everywhere at home; to see the world, to be at the centre of the world, and yet to remain hidden from the world.”
— Charles Baudelaire, The Painter of Modern Life and Other Essays
Tagged: Comfort, Adventure, Passion, Escapism
“Do not look for my heart any more, the beasts have eaten it.”
— Charles Baudelaire, Les Fleurs du Mal
Tagged: heart, Beasts, Poetry, Philosophy
“What can an eternity of damnation matter to someone who has felt, if only for a second, the infinity of delight?”
— Charles Baudelaire, Charles Baudelaire: The Complete Verse (Anvil Editions) (English and French Edition)
Tagged: Eternity, The Perfect, 107 Of The Greatest Single Sentences In Literature, Perfect Sentences
“The Soul requires Sisyphean patience for its song.”
— Charles Baudelaire, Artist Unknown
Tagged: Forever Waiting, Never There, Forever Trying
“Music fathoms the sky.”
— Charles Baudelaire, Landscapes in Music
Tagged: Music, Charles Baudelaire
“The azure of the vast, vaulted sky.”
— Charles Baudelaire, Illuminations
Tagged: Azure, Soothing Language, Sky Descriptions
“The crowd is his element, as the air is that of birds and water of fishes. His passion and his profession are to become one flesh with the crowd. For the perfect flâneur, for the passionate spectator, it is an immense joy to set up house in the heart of the multitude, amid the ebb and flow of movement, in the midst of the fugitive and the infinite. To be away from home and yet to feel oneself everywhere at home; to see the world, to be at the centre of the world, and yet to remain hidden from the world - impartial natures which the tongue can but clumsily define. The spectator is a prince who everywhere rejoices in his incognito. The lover of life makes the whole world his family, just like the lover of the fair sex who builds up his family from all the beautiful women that he has ever found, or that are or are not - to be found; or the lover of pictures who lives in a magical society of dreams painted on canvas. Thus the lover of universal life enters into the crowd as though it were an immense reservoir of electrical energy. Or we might liken him to a mirror as vast as the crowd itself; or to a kaleidoscope gifted with consciousness, responding to each one of its movements and reproducing the multiplicity of life and the flickering grace of all the elements of life.”
— Charles Baudelaire, The Painter of Modern Life and Other Essays
Tagged: Introvert, Hiding, Dreamworld, Incognito, Passion
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