Friday, April 19, 2002


Although they read a bit differently out of context like this, I thought y'all might like these lines: (from Damned Women, by Baudelaire -- click here for the whole poem)

"Virgins, demons, monsters, martyrs, all
great spirits scornful of reality,
saints and satyrs in search of the infinite,
racked with sobs or loud in ecstasy,

you whom my soul has followed to your hell,
Sisters! I love you as I pity you
for your bleak sorrows, for your unslaked thirsts,
and for the love that gorges your great hearts!"

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