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I did not look for her, because I was afraid of dispelling the mystery we attach to people whom we know only casually.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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There is no need to waste pity on young girls who are having their moments of disillusionment, for in another moment they will recover their illusion.
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Time spent with a cat is never wasted.
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A woman who thinks she is intelligent demands the same rights as man. An intelligent woman gives up.
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On this narrow planet, we have only the choice between two unknown worlds. One of them tempts us – ah! what a dream, to live in that! – the other stifles us at the first breath.
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Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
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You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
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My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.
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So now, whenever I despair, I no longer expect my end, but some bit of luck, some commonplace little miracle which, like a glittering link, will mend again the necklace of my days.
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That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!
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A few days later, I found my mother beneath the tree, motionless with excitement, her head turned toward the heavens in which she would allow human religions no place.
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When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off all her clothes.
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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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At sixty-three years of age, less a quarter, one still has plans.
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It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship.
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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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