Charles Baudelaire Quotes
The life of our city is rich in poetic and marvelous subjects. We are enveloped and steeped as though in an atmosphere of the marvelous; but we do not notice it. 
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How little remains of the man I once was, save the memory of him! But remembering is only a new form of suffering.
- Charles Baudelaire
