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The Devil, Original sin. Man as good. If you would, you could be the Tyrant's favorite; it is more difficult to love God than to believe in Him.
We are all hanged or hangable.
A difficult matter, to rise to that divine callousness!
Though I have sung the mad pleasures of wine and opium, I thirst only for a liquor unknown on earth, which the pharmaceutics of heaven itself could not afford me; a liquor that contains neither vitality nor death, neither excitation nor extinction.
~Charles Baudelaire
selected from Le Fleurs du mal, 1857
Belgian artist Odilon Redon's fantastic print from his interpretations of Le Fleurs du mal, 1890
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