Sunday, March 17, 2013

My soul does not reply.

the sun only grazes the earth obliquely, and the slow alternation of light and darkness suppresses variety and 
increases monotony, that half-nothingness. There we shall be able to take long baths of darkness, while for our 
amusement the aurora borealis shall send us its rose-coloured rays that are like the reflection of Hell's own 
At last my soul explodes, and wisely cries out to me: 'No matter where! No matter where! As long as it's out 
of the world!'" -Baudelaire

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