I 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 COLETTEThere are no ordinary cats.
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It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts.
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Writing only leads to more writing.
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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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A happy childhood is poor preparation for human contacts.
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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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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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A woman who thinks she is intelligent demands the same rights as man. An intelligent woman gives up.
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No one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
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You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
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Total absence of humor renders life impossible.
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Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
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You must not pity me because my sixtieth year finds me still astonished. To be astonished is one of the surest ways of not growing old too quickly.
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At sixty-three years of age, less a quarter, one still has plans.
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In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.
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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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