“The more a man cultivates the arts, the less randy he becomes… Only the brute is good at coupling, and copulation is the lyricism of the masses. To copulate is to enter into another–and the artist never emerges from himself.”
This guy needed a hug. Misogynistic, misanthropic, and I get the impression even his mother felt somewhat ambivalent about him. Yet he blew poetry of the Romantic period apart and influenced artistic life in France and England. Rimbaud and Proust rated him above all others, and later T. S . Eliot remarked on his great genius. Certainly remarkable, not always lovable.