| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| f3fbf66 | My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it. | poem poetry heart conversations eat eaten les-fleurs-du-mal the-flowers-of-evil lost charles-baudelaire | Charles Baudelaire | |
| c032f16 | I sit in the sky like a sphinx misunderstood; My heart of snow is wed to the whiteness of swans; I hate the movement that displaces the rigid lines, With lips untaught neither tears nor laughter do I know. | the-flowers-of-evil charles-baudelaire | Charles Baudelaire | |
| 75ed30d | By a fatal law, a genius is always an idiot. | charles-baudelaire grigori-perelman victor-hugo | Charles Baudelaire |