Laments of an Icarus The paramours of courtesans Are well and satisfied, content. But as for me my limbs are rent Because I clasped the clouds as mine. I owe it to the peerless stars Which flame in the remotest sky That I see only with spent eyes Remembered suns I knew before. In vain I had at heart to find The center and the end of space. Beneath some burning, unknown gaze I feel my very wings unpinned And, burned because I beauty loved, I shall not know the highest bliss, And give my name to the abyss Which waits to claim me as its own.
Where ever I am not is the place where I am myself. - Charles Baudelaire
Where ever I am not is the place where I am myself.
- Charles Baudelaire
Nothing can be done except little by little. - Charles Baudelaire
Nothing can be done except little by little.
There is no sweeter pleasure than to surprise a man by giving him more than he hopes for. - Charles Baudelaire
There is no sweeter pleasure than to surprise a man by giving him more than he hopes for.
Through the Unknown, we'll find the New - Charles Baudelaire
Through the Unknown, we'll find the New
I am the wound and the knife! I am the slap and the cheek! I am the limbs and the rack, And the victim and the executioner! I am the vampire of my ow… - Charles Baudelaire
I am the wound and the knife! I am the slap and the cheek! I am the limbs and the rack, And the victim and the executioner! I am the vampire of my ow…
You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it-it's the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and ben… - Charles Baudelaire
You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it-it's the only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks your back and ben…
The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist. - Charles Baudelaire
The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist.
One can only forget about time by making use of it. - Charles Baudelaire
One can only forget about time by making use of it.
What can an eternity of damnation matter to someone who has felt, if only for a second, the infinity of delight? - Charles Baudelaire
What can an eternity of damnation matter to someone who has felt, if only for a second, the infinity of delight?
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