Multitude, solitude: identical terms, and interchangeable by the active and fertile poet. The man who is unable to people his solitude is equally unable to be alone in a bustling crowd.
Charles Baudelaire, from: “Crowds”
1 year ago on July 15, 2011 at 10:23pm
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