There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create. – Charles Baudelaire
For the merchant, even honesty is a financial speculation. – Charles Baudelaire
There exist only three beings worthy of respect: the priest, the soldier, the poet. To know, to kill, to create. – Charles Baudelaire
For the merchant, even honesty is a financial speculation. – Charles Baudelaire
Common sense tells us that the things of the earth exist only a little, and that true reality is only in dreams. – Charles Baudelaire
Beauty is the sole ambition, the exclusive goal of Taste. – Charles Baudelaire