Charles Baudelaire
Charles Baudelaire
Charles Pierre Baudelaire; April 9, 1821 – August 31, 1867) was a French poet who also produced notable work as an essayist, art critic, and pioneering translator of Edgar Allan Poe...
NationalityFrench
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth9 April 1821
CityParis, France
CountryFrance
procrastination long tasks
No task is a long one but the task on which one dare not start. It becomes a nightmare.
long innovation pieces
There is no such thing as a long piece of work, except one that you dare not start.
art long art-is
The will to work must dominate, for art is long and time is brief.
pain men long
Our religion is itself profoundly sad - a religion of universal anguish, and one which, because of its very catholicity, grants full liberty to the individual and asks no better than to be celebrated in each man's own language - so long as he knows anguish and is a painter.
fire long caves
I lived for a long time under vast porticos That maritime suns tinted with a thousand fires, And whose great pillars, straight and majestuous In the evening made seem like basaltic caves.
moon long worms
I am a cemetery abhorred by the moon, In which long worms crawl like remorse.
shown thank
Thank you. You have shown me the way back to myself.
listen night soft
Listen, my darling, listen to soft night approaching.
happiness delight multitudes
A multitude of small delights constitute happiness
allegory
Everything for me becomes allegory
charming
Here is the charming evening, the criminal's friend. It comes like an accomplice, with stealthy tread.
below dost outcasts paradise passion thou
To lepers and to outcasts thou dost show - that passion is the paradise below
dishonor fish swimming
I am swimming in dishonor like a fish in water.
satan towards
There are in every man, at every hour, two simultaneous postulations, one towards God, the other towards Satan