By an image we hold on to our lost treasures, but it is the wrenching loss that forms the image, composes, binds the bouquet.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEDon’t cudgel your brains over my little problems.
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If we want to be sincere, we must admit that there is a well-nourished love and an ill-nourished love. And the rest is literature.
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We only do well the things we like doing.
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I am indebted to the cat for a particular kind of honorable deceit, for a greater control over myself, for a characteristic aversion to brutal sounds, and for the need to keep silent for long periods of time.
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It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship.
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The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
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There are no ordinary cats.
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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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If he’s getting married, he’s not longer interesting.
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The faults of husbands are often caused by the excess virtues of their wives.
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You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
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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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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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By means of an image we are often able to hold on to our lost belongings. But it is the desperateness of losing which picks the flowers of memory, binds the bouquet.
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January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer’s forehead.
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I have found my voice again and the art of using it.
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