The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEThe lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEOur perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEBooks, 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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEIf I can’t have too many truffles, I’ll do without truffles.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTENever touch a butterfly’s wing with your finger.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEThere are no ordinary cats.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEThere 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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEI 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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTETo a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEA pretty little collection of weaknesses and a terror of spiders are our indispensable stock-in-trade with the men.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEThe only virtue on which I pride myself is my self-doubt; when a writer loses her self-doubt, the time has come to lay aside her pen.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEI love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEI want nothing from love, in short, but love.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTELook for a long time at what pleases you, and a longer time at what pains you.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEWriting only leads to more writing.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEHope costs nothing.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE