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All which is beautiful and noble is the result of reason and calculation.

Nature is a temple in which living columns sometimes emit confused words. Man approaches it through forests of symbols, which observe him with familiar glances.

It is time to get drunk! So as not to be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk; get drunk without stopping! On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.

There are moments of existence when time and space are more profound, and the awareness of existence is immensely heightened.

There is no dream of love, however ideal it may be, which does not end up with a fat, greedy baby hanging from the breast.

Even in the centuries which appear to us to be the most monstrous and foolish, the immortal appetite for beauty has always found satisfaction.

The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs.

France is not poetic; she even feels, in fact, a congenital horror of poetry. Among the writers who use verse, those whom she will always prefer are the most prosaic.

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.

Any newspaper, from the first line to the last, is nothing but a web of horrors, I cannot understand how an innocent hand can touch a newspaper without convulsing in disgust.

Modernity signifies the transitory, the fugitive, the contingent, the half of art of which the other half is the eternal and the immutable.

The insatiable thirst for everything which lies beyond, and which life reveals, is the most living proof of our immortality.

Let us beware of common folk, of common sense, of sentiment, of inspiration, and of the obvious.

It would be difficult for me not to conclude that the most perfect type of masculine beauty is Satan, as portrayed by Milton.

Beauty is the sole ambition, the exclusive goal of Taste.

To say the word Romanticism is to say modern art - that is, intimacy, spirituality, color, aspiration towards the infinite, expressed by every means available to the arts.

The poet enjoys the incomparable privilege of being able to be himself and others, as he wishes.

Any healthy man can go without food for two days - but not without poetry.

I love Wagner, but the music I prefer is that of a cat hung up by its tail outside a window and trying to stick to the panes of glass with its claws.

Always be a poet, even in prose.

A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.

Everything that is beautiful and noble is the product of reason and calculation.

It is by universal misunderstanding that all agree. For if, by ill luck, people understood each other, they would never agree.

Inspiration comes of working every day.

The man who says his evening prayer is a captain posting his sentinels. He can sleep.

We are weighed down, every moment, by the conception and the sensation of Time. And there are but two means of escaping and forgetting this nightmare: pleasure and work. Pleasure consumes us. Work strengthens us. Let us choose.

The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it.

A frenzied passion for art is a canker that devours everything else.

There are as many kinds of beauty as there are habitual ways of seeking happiness.

Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

For the merchant, even honesty is a financial speculation.

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.

There is no more steely barb than that of the Infinite.

The lover of life makes the whole world into his family, just as the lover of the fair sex creates his from all the lovely women he has found, from those that could be found, and those who are impossible to find.

Nature... is nothing but the inner voice of self-interest.

The pleasure we derive from the representation of the present is due, not only to the beauty it can be clothed in, but also to its essential quality of being the present.

Nothing can be done except little by little.

The world only goes round by misunderstanding.

A sweetheart is a bottle of wine, a wife is a wine bottle.

There is no such thing as a long piece of work, except one that you dare not start.

I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust.

In order for the artist to have a world to express he must first be situated in this world, oppressed or oppressing, resigned or rebellious, a man among men.

Evil is done without effort, naturally, it is the working of fate; good is always the product of an art.

Modernity is the transient, the fleeting, the contingent; it is one half of art, the other being the eternal and the immovable.

To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.

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.

It is necessary to work, if not from inclination, at least from despair. Everything considered, work is less boring than amusing oneself.

Genius is childhood recalled at will.

An artist is an artist only because of his exquisite sense of beauty, a sense which shows him intoxicating pleasures, but which at the same time implies and contains an equally exquisite sense of all deformities and all disproportion.

There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create.

I consider it useless and tedious to represent what exists, because nothing that exists satisfies me. Nature is ugly, and I prefer the monsters of my fancy to what is positively trivial.

Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive hatred, and when they meet upon the same road, one of them has to give place.

Sexuality is the lyricism of the masses.

Music fathoms the sky.

I have more memories than if I were a thousand years old.

Those men get along best with women who can get along best without them.

Anybody, providing he knows how to be amusing, has the right to talk about himself.

Nearly all our originality comes from the stamp that time impresses upon our sensibility.

This life is a hospital in which every patient is possessed with a desire to change his bed.

It is the hour to be drunken! to escape being the martyred slaves of time, be ceaselessly drunk. On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish.

To be a great man and a saint for oneself, that is the only important thing.

What is exhilarating in bad taste is the aristocratic pleasure of giving offense.

Whether you come from heaven or hell, what does it matter, O Beauty!

Evil is committed without effort, naturally, fatally; goodness is always the product of some art.

Any man who does not accept the conditions of life sells his soul.

Even if it were proven that God didn't exist, Religion would still be Saintly and Divine.

As a small child, I felt in my heart two contradictory feelings, the horror of life and the ecstasy of life.

I have cultivated my hysteria with pleasure and terror.

Two fundamental literary qualities: supernaturalism and irony.

It would perhaps be nice to be alternately the victim and the executioner.

The study of beauty is a duel in which the artist cries with terror before being defeated.

The priest is an immense being because he makes the crowd believe astonishing things.

For each letter received from a creditor, write fifty lines on an extraterrestrial subject and you will be saved.

Who would dare assign to art the sterile function of imitating nature?

To handle a language skillfully is to practice a kind of evocative sorcery.

If the poet has pursued a moral objective, he has diminished his poetic force.

In literature as in ethics, there is danger, as well as glory, in being subtle. Aristocracy isolates us.

Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams.

How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering.

God is the only being who, in order to reign, doesn't even need to exist.

What is art? Prostitution.

But a dandy can never be a vulgar man.

I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.

We are all born marked for evil.

Everything for me becomes allegory.

It is from the womb of art that criticism was born.

Progress, this great heresy of decay.

Hypocrite reader my fellow my brother!

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