Perhaps to capture the essence of his art enough of his friend Baudelaire the phrase "women of Delacroix have the charm of the crime el'aureola of martyrdom. " But there's more. The classicism finally crumbles under those violent brushstrokes, vivid colors under those edges that kill Schemas and open to young academics Impressionists, in the exotic, unusual and made a strange and disturbing way that brings inspiration to a new group of artists: the Symbolists. Not perfect profiles and neoclassical forms, what matters to him is the vehemence of the sign, the effect of the mix of color-field and bodies and things. That physical pain that becomes concrete image. The dualism of history and human nature are vivid contrasting colors, dominated by access and that red blood that permeates everything. From the literature and the romantic music of his time draws strength to the extreme passions. In representing historical events such as the massacre of Scio is not the impetus of the rebels, but the pain of the killings inhumane, not glory, but death. Freedom is a beautiful Venus driving a diverse population of 'insurgents, whose prices in those corpses in the foreground. The fantasy has orrorrifici sublime aspects, such as images of the massacre ordered by Ashurbanipal, dies with him his whole world, and here is the terrible fascination of that nude body of a woman grabbed his magnificent executioner. There's things of life, something that frightens and attracts relentlessly violent and he knows how to make it with skill, they are desperate or bodies that deal with wild animals. The softness scent of women of Algiers has something sensual and unhealthy that disturbs us and enchants. The confusion was sensational in his peers as the admiration of artists moderni. La sua arte stupiva come la sua persona, anche perchè contrastavano i suoi quadri scioccanti con il suo fare garbato ed elegante : Alexandre Dumas ne descrive il garbo che lo rendeva ammirato nei salotti "Sottile, polemico, sempre con la risposta pronta, amava la discussione nella quale la sua intelligenza s'accendeva afferrando nuove e brillanti intuizioni... E quando si congedava da un salotto in cui i presenti avevano assistito, rapiti, alla sua vivace e pittoresca conversazione, si poteva udire la padrona di casa esclamare: che uomo affascinante questo signor Delacroix, peccato che si ostini a fare della pittura!". 
Baudelaire, "Delacroix passionately loved the passion, but was coldly determined to express the same passion as clearly as possible."
