Baudelaire: His Prose and PoetryBaudelaire, Charles
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Baudelaire: His Prose and Poetry
Baudelaire, Charles
Baudelaire, Charles, 1821-1867; French literature -- 19th century
_Hygiene. Projects._--The more one wills, the better one wills.
The more one works, the better one works, and the more one wants to
work. The more one produces, the more fertile one grows.
Morally as physically, I have always had the sensation of the gulf,
not only of the gulf of sleep, but the gulf of action, of revery, of
memory, of desire, of regret, of remorse, of beauty, of number, etc.
I have cultivated my hysteria with joy and terror. Now, I always have
vertigo, and to-day, January 23, 1862, I felt a strange warning. I felt
pass over me a gust from the wing of imbecility.
LXXIII
How many presentiments and signs already sent by God, that it is _high
time_ to act, to regard the present moment as the most important
moment, and to make my _perpetual joy_ of my usual torment, that is, of
work!
LXXIV
_Hygiene, Conduct, Morals._--Every moment, we are crushed by the idea
and sensation of time. And there are only two means of escaping that
nightmare, of forgetting it: pleasure and work. Pleasure consumes us.
Work fortifies us. Let us choose.
The more we make use of one of these means, the more the other fills us
with repugnance.
One can forget time only by using it.
Everything is accomplished bit by bit.
De Maistre and Edgar Poe taught me to reason.
There is no long work but that which one dares not begin. It becomes a
nightmare.
LXXV
_Hygiene._--By putting off what one has to do, one runs the risk of
never being able to do it. By postponing conversion, one risks being
damned.
To heal everything, misery, disease and melancholy, absolutely nothing
is needed but the love of work.
LXXVI
Precious Notes.--Do every day what prudence and duty dictate. If you
work every day, life will be more endurable. Work six days without a
let-up. To find fields, Know thyself. Always to be a poet, even in
prose. Grand style (nothing is more beautiful than the commonplace).
First begin, then make use of logic and analysis. Any hypothesis
whatsoever tends to its conclusion. Find the daily frenzy.
LXXVII
_Hygiene, Conduct, Morals._--Debts. Friends (my mother, friends,
myself). Thus, 1000 francs should be divided into two parts of 500
francs each, and the second divided into three.
LXXVIII
--To do one's duty every day and trust in God for the morrow.
The one way to make money is to work in a disinterested fashion.
--Concentrated wisdom. Toilet, prayer, labor.
Prayer: charity, wisdom and strength.
Without charity, I am but a clashing cymbal.
--My humiliations have been mercies of God.
Is my egoistical phase at an end?
The gift of responding to the moment's need, exactitude, in a word,
should infallibly bring its recompense.
LXXIX
_Hygiene, Conduct, Morals._--Jean 300, my mother 200, myself 300,--800
francs a month. To work from six in the morning, on an empty stomach,
till noon. To work blindly, aimlessly, like a madman. We shall see the
result.
I suppose I base my destiny on a few hours' uninterrupted toil.
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