“These thoughts, whether from inside me or from external things, soon become too intense.”
More from Charles Baudelaire
“Every man carries within him his dose of natural opium, incessantly secreted and renewed.”
“Every man carries within him his dose of natural opium, incessantly secreted and renewed.”
“You are an autumn sky, suffused with a rose. Yet sadness rises in me like the sea, and on…”
“Let me rest in your love. – But no, – love will give me no rest.”