There is a certain cowardice, a certain weakness, rather, among respectable folk. Only brigands are convinced-of what? That they must succeed. And so they do succeed.
If the word doesn't exist, invent it; but first be sure it doesn't exist.
Imagination is an almost divine faculty which, without recourse to any philosophical method, immediately perceives everything: the secret and intimate connections between things, correspondences and analogies.
The Devil pulls the strings which make us dance; We find delight in the most loathsome things; Some furtherance of Hell each new day brings, And yet we feel no horror in that rank advance.
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.
A book is a garden, an orchard, a storehouse, a party, a company by the way, a counselor, a multitude of counselors.
What do I care if you are good? Be beautiful! and be sad!
I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust.
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.
There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create.
The will to work must dominate, for art is long and time is brief.
True Civilization does not lie in gas, nor in steam, nor in turn-tables. It lies in the reduction of the traces of original sin.
In our corruption we perceive beauties unrevealed to ancient times.
For me, Romanticism is the most recent and the most current expression of beauty.
Nearly all our originality comes from the stamp that time impresses upon our sensibility.
Beware of all the paradoxical in love. It is simplicity which saves, it is simplicity which brings happiness...Love should be love.
I love the clouds... the clouds that pass by... over there... over there... those lovely clouds!
If rape or arson, poison or the knife Has wove no pleasing patterns in the stuff Of this drab canvas we accept as life - It is because we are not bold enough!
Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams.
Color... thinks by itself, independently of the object it clothes.
There is no such thing as a long piece of work, except one that you dare not start.
Here comes the time when, vibrating on its stem, every flower fumes like a censer; noises and perfumes circle in the evening air.
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.
He who looks through an open window sees fewer things than he who looks through a closed window.
To the solemn graves, near a lonely cemetery, my heart like a muffled drum is beating funeral marches.
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