In order not to feel time’s horrid fardel bruise your shoulders, grinding you into the earth, get drunk and stay that way. On what? On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever. But get drunk!

Author   Charles BaudelaireTopics   Time’s Burden, Drunken Escape, Wine, Poetry, Virtue, Escape Copy Share on Share on Facebook Share on Pinterest Share on Twitter

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