“It is the hour to be drunken! to escape being the martyred slaves of time, be ceaselessly drunk. On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish....”"We are weighed down, every moment, by the conception and the sensation of Time. And there are but two means of escaping and forgetting this nightmare: pleasure and work. Pleasure consumes us. Work strengthens us. Let us choose."
Charles Baudelaire
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tonight i chose to get drunk on the midsummer night's symphony of sounds, on the opening up of the sky, on smiles connecting in company, on poetry in a glass of wine....
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