Maxioms by Charles Baudelaire
I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder read more
I am unable to understand how a man of honor could take a newspaper in his hands without a shudder of disgust.
Who among us has not, in moments of ambition, dreamt of the miracle of a form of poetic prose, musical read more
Who among us has not, in moments of ambition, dreamt of the miracle of a form of poetic prose, musical but without rhythm and rhyme, both supple and staccato enough to adapt itself to the lyrical movements of our souls, the undulating movements of ou
