Charles Baudelaire tarafından yazılmış harikulade şiir;
"The Stranger" by Charles Baudelaire (1821 - 1867)
Tell me, enigmatic man, whom do you love best? Your father, your mother, your sister, or your brother?
- I have neither father, nor mother, nor sister, nor brother.
- Your friends?
- You are using a word whose meaning to this day remains unknown to me.
-Your country?
- I do not know in which latitude it lies.
- Beauty?
- I would love her gladly, goddess and immortal.
- Gold?
- I hate it as you hate God.
- Well then! What do you love, unfathomable stranger?
- I love the clouds… the passing clouds … up there … up there … the marvelous clouds!
