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January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer’s forehead.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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At sixty-three years of age, less a quarter, one still has plans.
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Age Grow Up Oneself Planning
One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
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Age Forget Grave Old
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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Illusion Moments Need Recovery Waste Young
I did not look for her, because I was afraid of dispelling the mystery we attach to people whom we know only casually.
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Attachment Casually Myself Mystery People Search
If he’s getting married, he’s not longer interesting.
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Himself Interesting Marriage
In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.
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Absence Finding Furnish Myself Ugly
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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Breathe Choice Planet Temptation
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
Hope costs nothing.
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Hope Inspirational Motivational One Liner
A pretty little collection of weaknesses and a terror of spiders are our indispensable stock-in-trade with the men.
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Collection Man Terror Trade Weakness
The day after that wedding night I found that a distance of a thousand miles, abyss and discovery and irremediable metamorphosis, separated me from the day before.
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Day Distance Finding Myself Separate
I want nothing from love, in short, but love.
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Love Myself Short
What a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner.
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Life Myself Realize Wonderful
If I can’t have too many truffles, I’ll do without truffles.
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Acceptance Gratitude Myself
Writing only leads to more writing.
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One Liner Poet Writing
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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Allow Excitement Finding Human Place Religion Tree

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