QUOTE STARTERS VOL.2 CHARLES BAUDELAIRE
❛ One should always be drunk. ❜
❛ The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist. ❜
❛ Remembering is only another form of suffering. ❜
❛ The beautiful is always bizarre. ❜
❛ It is the horrible burden of time, weighing on our shoulders and crushing us to the earth. ❜
❛ Life swarms with innocent monsters. ❜
❛ I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror. ❜
❛ Life has but one true charm: the charm of the game. ❜
❛ What if we’re indifferent to whether we win or lose? ❜
❛ What can an eternity of damnation matter to someone who has felt, if only for a second, the infinity of delight? ❜
❛ The devil pulls the strings which make us dance. ❜
❛ Everyone finds secret delight in the most loathsome things. ❜
❛ I am a cemetery by the moon, unblessed. ❜
❛ A multitude of small delights constitute happiness. ❜
❛ You walk on corpses, still a beauty, undismayed. ❜
❛ Even when she walks one would believe that she dances. ❜
❛ Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally. ❜
❛ Goodness is always the product of some art, some effort. ❜
❛ Nature has no imagination. ❜
❛ Pleasure consumes us. ❜
❛ My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it. ❜
❛ It is the hour to be drunken! ❜
❛ I am damned. ❜
❛ Through the unknown, you'll find the new. ❜
❛ I am the vampire of my own heart. ❜
❛ Am I dead? I must be dead. ❜
❛ Let us love gently. ❜
❛ The abyss waits to claim me as its own. ❜
❛ The devil's hand directs our every move; the things we loathed become the things we love. ❜
❛ My soul does not reply. My soul remains mute. Not a word. -- Is my soul dead? ❜
❛ It doesn't matter where! As long as it's out of this world! ❜
❛ Have you then reached such a degree of torpor that you are only happy with your illness? ❜
❛ Heaven or hell -- Who even cares anymore? ❜
❛ You shall be the queen of all men. ❜
❛ In the wasteland of desire, your eyes only afford the wells to slake my thirst. ❜
❛ To wine, I prefer the elixir of your lips on which love flaunts itself. ❜
❛ My advice? Get drunk and stay that way. ❜
❛ How little remains of the man I once was. ❜
❛ Gold? I hate it as you hate God. ❜
❛ Neither tears nor laughter do I know anymore. ❜
❛ Can monsters exist in the sight who knows how they were invented? ❜
❛ Flesh is willing, but the soul requires patience for its song. ❜
❛ But what does it matter what reality is outside myself? ❜
❛ Come then, with no perfume or pearls, only your nudity. ❜
❛ Each day we take another step to hell, descending through the stench, unhorrified. ❜
❛ I know that pain is the one nobility, upon which hell itself cannot encroach.”
❛ Evil comes up softly like a flower. ❜
❛ It seems to me that I will always be happy in the place where I am not. ❜
❛ Who cares if you’re a blessing or a curse, so long as you bring light? ❜
❛ To be wicked is never excusable. ❜
❛ Love is very similar to torture. ❜
❛ People adore authority. ❜
❛ Bring me your scarred breast. ❜
❛ Thought is incommunicable, even between people who love each other. ❜
❛ My love is deep and gentle as the calmest seas. ❜