That which is not slightly distorted lacks sensible appeal; from which it follows that irregularity β that is to say, the unexpected, surprise and astonishment, are a essential part and characteristic of beauty.
Charles BaudelaireRead
What is irritating about love is that it is a crime that requires an accomplice.
Interpretation
Love involves participation and complicity, which can be frustrating.
In this quote, Charles Baudelaire expresses the complexity of love, suggesting that it is not merely a personal feeling but a shared experience that necessitates the involvement of another person. The idea of love as a 'crime' implies that it can lead to complications and challenges, making it both exhilarating and irritating to navigate the emotional landscape between two individuals.
In practice
In a speech about the challenges of relationships, one might quote this to highlight the shared responsibility in love.
That which is not slightly distorted lacks sensible appeal; from which it follows that irregularity β that is to say, the unexpected, surprise and astonishment, are a essential part and characteristic of beauty.
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.
Who among us has not dreamt, in moments of ambition, of the miracle of a poetic prose, musical without rhythm and rhyme, supple and staccato enough to adapt to the lyrical stirrings of the soul, the undulations of dreams, and sudden leaps of consciousness.
There is no sweeter pleasure than to surprise a man by giving him more than he hopes for.
The priest is an immense being because he makes the crowd believe astonishing things.
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.
Love can never possess. Love is giving freedom to the other. Love is an unconditional gift, it is not a bargain.
I understand lost love, and I think that can destroy a man more than anything if it was a deep love that is lost somehow.
Even more than we want good love for ourselves, we want it for our children, those vulnerable satellites of our hearts that we send, unsteady, into the world.
Cold inthe earthand the deepsnow piled abovethee, Far, far, removed, cold in the dreary grave! Have I forgot, my only Love, to love thee, Severed at last byTime's all-serving wave?
I am the most well-known homosexual in the world.
Or had she always loved him? It's likely. Restricted as she was from speaking, she wanted him to kiss her. She wanted him to drag her hand across and pull her over. It didn't matter where. Her mouth, her neck, her cheek. Her skin was empty for it, waiting.
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