19.1.09

.baudelaire: a self-portrait, by lois boe hyslop and francis e.hyslop, jr..

[p.15] "It was partly through leisure that I grew. To my great detriment, since leisure without fortune increases debts. But to my great profit so far as sensibility, meditation and the possibility of dandyism and dilettantism were concerned."

[p.117] "Exiled on earth in the midst of jeers,
His giant wings keep him from walking."

[p.199] "One always imagines that there will be time,
and then death, that is the irreparable, arrives."

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