That which is not slightly distorted lacks sensible appeal; from which it follows that irregularity β that is to say, the unexpected, surprise and astonishment, are a essential part and characteristic of beauty.
Charles BaudelaireRead
The priest is an immense being because he makes the crowd believe astonishing things.
Interpretation
The priest possesses great power because he can instill extraordinary beliefs in people.
In this quote, Baudelaire highlights the significant influence of a priest or spiritual leader on the collective consciousness of a community. The ability of the priest to evoke profound beliefs demonstrates the profound connection between faith, authority, and the beliefs held by individuals within a crowd, suggesting that such influence can shape societies and their values.
In practice
During a discussion on the effect of leadership in religious contexts.
That which is not slightly distorted lacks sensible appeal; from which it follows that irregularity β that is to say, the unexpected, surprise and astonishment, are a essential part and characteristic of beauty.
The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs.
Who among us has not dreamt, in moments of ambition, of the miracle of a poetic prose, musical without rhythm and rhyme, supple and staccato enough to adapt to the lyrical stirrings of the soul, the undulations of dreams, and sudden leaps of consciousness.
There is no sweeter pleasure than to surprise a man by giving him more than he hopes for.
I consider it useless and tedious to represent what exists, because nothing that exists satisfies me. Nature is ugly, and I prefer the monsters of my fancy to what is positively trivial.
Poetry and progress are like two ambitious men who hate one another with an instinctive hatred, and when they meet upon the same road, one of them has to give place.
But constant experience shows us that every man invested with power is apt to abuse it, and to carry his authority as far as it will go.
Does it hurt?" The childish question had escaped Harry's lips before he could stop it. "Dying? Not at all," said Sirius. "Quicker and easier than falling asleep.
You're wrong. The mind is not like raindrops. It does not fall from the skies, it does not lose itself among other things. If you believe in me at all, then believe this: I promise you I will find it. Everything depends on this." "I believe you," she whispers after a moment. "Please find my mind.
I sat in the sun on a bench; the animal within me licking the chops of memory; the spiritual side a little drowsed, promising subsequent penitence, but not yet moved to begin.
So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.
Evil has no substance of its own, but is only the defect, excess, perversion, or corruption of that which has substance.
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