Pierre Charles Baudelaire

1821 - 1867

A Quote by Pierre Charles Baudelaire on time

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Here comes the time when, vibrating on its stem, every flower fumes like a censer; noises and perfumes circle in the evening air.

Pierre Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)

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A Quote by Pierre Charles Baudelaire on nobility and reason

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

Pierre Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)

Source: 1869, in L’Art Romantique

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A Quote by Pierre Charles Baudelaire on beauty, habits, and happiness

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

Pierre Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)

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A Quote by Pierre Charles Baudelaire on existence, nature, and ugliness

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.

Pierre Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)

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A Quote by Pierre Charles Baudelaire on agreement, luck, people, and understanding

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

Pierre Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)

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A Quote by Pierre Charles Baudelaire on art and devil

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It is the greatest art of the devil to convince us he does not exist.

Pierre Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)

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A Quote by Pierre Charles Baudelaire on death

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Soon we will plunge ourselves into cold shadows, And all of summer's stunning afternoons will be gone. I already hear the dead thuds of logs below Falling on the cobblestones and the lawn.

Pierre Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)

Source: Autumn Song

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A Quote by Pierre Charles Baudelaire on beauty, emotion, eternity, and justice

All forms of beauty, like all possible phenomena, contain an element of the eternal and an element of the transitory - of the absolute and of the particular. Absolute and eternal beauty does not exist, or rather it is only an abstraction creamed from the general surface of different beauties. The particular element in each manifestation comes from the emotions: and just as we have our own particular emotions, so we have our own beauty.

Pierre Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)

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