Celui qui regarde du dehors à travers une fenêtre ouverte, ne voit jamais autant de choses que celui qui regarde une fenêtre fermée.
Comme les anges à l'oeil fauve,Je reviendrai dans ton alcôveEt vers toi glisserai sans bruitAvec les ombres de la nuit;Et je te donnerai, ma brune,Des baisers froids comme la luneEt des caresses de se...
Conceive a canvas for a lyrical or fairytale buffoonery, for a pantomime, and translate it into a serious novel. Drown everything in an abnormal and dreamy atmosphere, - in the atmosphere of the great...
Dis-moi, ton coeur parfois s'envole-t-il, Agathe!
Doubt, or the absence of faith and naivete, is a vice peculiar to this age, for no one is obedient nowadays; and naivete, which means the dominance of temperament in the manner, is a gift from God, po...
Et de longs corbillards, sans tambours ni musique,Défilent lentement dans mon âme ; l'Espoir,Vaincu, pleure, et l'Angoisse atroce, despotique,Sur mon crâne incliné plante son drapeau noir.
I know that pain is the one nobility / upon which Hell itself cannot encroach
In this respect you, unworthy companion of my sad life, resemble the public, to whom one must never present the delicate scents that only exasperate them, but instead give them only dung, chosen with...
L'idée que l'homme se fait du beau s'imprime dans tout son ajustement, chiffonne ou roidit son habit, arrondit ou aligne son geste, et même pénètre subtilement, à la longue, les traits de son visage....
La, tout n’est qu’ordre et beautéLuxe, calme et volupté
Ma jeunesse ne fut qu'un ténébreux orage, Traversé çà et là par de brillants de soleils; Le tonnerre et la pluie ont fait un tel ravage, Qu'il reste en mon jardin bien peu de fruits vermeils.
THE OWLSby: Charles BaudelaireUNDER the overhanging yews,The dark owls sit in solemn state,Like stranger gods; by twos and twosTheir red eyes gleam. They meditate. Motionless thus they sit and dreamUn...
Tell me, enigmatical man, whom do you love best, your father,Your mother, your sister, or your brother?I have neither father, nor mother, nor sister, nor brother.Your friends?Now you use a word whose...
Your eyes, brilliant as shop windows Or as blazing lamp-stands at public festivals, Insolently use a borrowed power Without ever knowing the law of their beauty. Blind,
La rue assourdissante autour de moi hurlait.Longue, mince, en grand deuil, douleur majestueuse,Une femme passa, d'une main fastueuseSoulevant, balançant le feston et l'ourlet;Agile et noble, avec sa j...
A vida é um hospital cujos pacientes são obcecados pela troca das camas. Este quer sofrer frente a fornalha, aquele outro pensa que melhorará caso se mantenha perto da janela. Sempre me pareceu que eu...
Acel ce-şi strânge lacom iubita-n braţe pareUn muribund ce-n taină mormântul şi-l dezmiardă.
And the least stupid, fleeing the herd where fate has penned them fast, take refuge in the wards of opium, so much for what is news around the world.
But the true voyagers are only those who leaveJust to be leaving; hearts light, like balloons,They never turn aside from their fatalityAnd without knowing why they always say: Let's go!
Ce dragă mi-ai fi,Noapte,când stelele s-ar stinge:lumina lor îngână un cântec cunoscut;iar eu vreau tot ce-i negru și gol și șters și mut!
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