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I am going away with him to an unknown country where I shall have no past and no name, and where I shall be born again with a new face and an untried heart.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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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
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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Admit Literature Nourishment Sincere
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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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Drugs Excuse Light Male Smoking
No one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
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We only do well the things we like doing.
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Passionate Work
I’ve entered the world of wine without any professional training, but a definite appetite for good bottles.
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Appetite Myself Professional Training World
Total absence of humor renders life impossible.
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Absence Humor Impossible Life
Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
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Flower Modesty Sincere Spontaneous
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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Cloak Comfortable Dirty Leadership Warm
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
January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer’s forehead.
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Anxiety Endurance New Year Ourselves Production Theatre
The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
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It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts.
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Absence Shape Thinking Time True
So now, whenever I despair, I no longer expect my end, but some bit of luck, some commonplace little miracle which, like a glittering link, will mend again the necklace of my days.
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Despair Expectation Miracle Myself Willing

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