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That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
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Age Forget Grave Old
There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
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Age Alone Bitter Freedom Poison Solitude Wall
Perhaps the only misplaced curiosity is that which persists in trying to find out here, on this side of death, what lies beyond the grave.
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Curiosity Death Finding Grave Lying Side Trying
In its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
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Early Insomnia Refuge Stage Suffering Thinking
Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
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Flower Modesty Sincere Spontaneous
The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
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Betrayal Heart Broken Jealous
Books, books, books. It was not that I read so much. I read and re-read the same ones. But all of them were necessary to me. Their presence, their smell, the letters of their titles, and the texture of their leather bindings.
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Book Myself Necessary Presence Reading
If I can’t have too many truffles, I’ll do without truffles.
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Acceptance Gratitude Myself
I am going away with him to an unknown country where I shall have no past and no name, and where I shall be born again with a new face and an untried heart.
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Born Country Heart Myself Try Unknown
A happy childhood is poor preparation for human contacts.
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Childhood Contact Happiness Human Poor Preparation
There are no ordinary cats.
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Animal Cat Love One Liner Ordinary Pet
Sit down and put down everything that comes into your head and then you’re a writer. But an author is one who can judge his own stuff’s worth, without pity, and destroy most of it.
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Author Criticism Destroy Head Himself Judgement Poet Writing
The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
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Himself Time Traveling True
By an image we hold on to our lost treasures, but it is the wrenching loss that forms the image, composes, binds the bouquet.
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Form Hold Image Lost Treasure
Smokers, male and female, inject and excuse idleness in their lives every time they light a cigarette.
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Drugs Excuse Light Male Smoking
Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
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Companion Ourselves Perfection

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