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At the top of the iron staircase leading to the stage, the good, dry, dusty warmth wraps me round like a comfortable dirty cloak.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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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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Book Myself Necessary Presence Reading
Writing only leads to more writing.
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One Liner Poet Writing
At sixty-three years of age, less a quarter, one still has plans.
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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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Clothes Herself Raise
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
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 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
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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One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
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We only do well the things we like doing.
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Passionate Work
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
Is suffering so very serious? …I’m referring to the kind of suffering a man inflicts on a woman or a woman on a man. It’s extremely painful… hardly bearable. But I very much fear that this sort of pain… is no more worthy of respect than old age or illness.
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You do not notice changes in what is always before you.
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Change Notice Yourself
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 went to collect the few personal belongings which. I held to be invaluable: my cat, my resolve to travel, and my solitude.
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