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That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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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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Astonishment Finding Growth Quick Yourself
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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Total absence of humor renders life impossible.
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Absence Humor Impossible Life
Never touch a butterfly’s wing with your finger.
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Fingers Touch Yourself
When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off all her clothes.
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Clothes Herself Raise
We only do well the things we like doing.
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Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
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I have found my voice again and the art of using it.
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Art Finding Myself Voice
One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
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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
Sit down and put down everything that comes into your head and then you’re a writer. But an author is one who can judge his own stuff’s worth, without pity, and destroy most of it.
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Author Criticism Destroy Head Himself Judgement Poet Writing
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.
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Born Country Heart Myself Try Unknown
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
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
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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Collection Myself Personal Solitude Travel Value
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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