Why fear death? It is the most beautiful adventure in life– Charles Frohman’s last words before drowning on RMS Lusitania
The Sadness of The Moon by Charles Baudelaire The Moon more indolently dreams to-night Than a fair woman on her couch at rest, Caressing, with a hand distraught and light, Before she sleeps, the contour of her breast. Upon her silken avalanche of down, Dying she breathes a long and swooning sigh; And watches the white visions past her flown, Which rise like blossoms to the azure sky. And when, at...