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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTENo one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
More Sidonie Gabrielle Colette Quotes
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Writing only leads to more writing.
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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.
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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.
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You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
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One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
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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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Jealousy is not at all low, but it catches us humbled and bowed down, at first sight.
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As for an authentic villain, the real thing, the absolute, the artist, one rarely meets him even once in a lifetime. The ordinary bad hat is always in part a decent fellow.
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Don’t cudgel your brains over my little problems.
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We only do well the things we like doing.
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My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.
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Hope costs nothing.
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Smokers, male and female, inject and excuse idleness in their lives every time they light a cigarette.
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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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Perhaps the only misplaced curiosity is that which persists in trying to find out here, on this side of death, what lies beyond the grave.
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