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