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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.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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Time spent with a cat is never wasted.
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Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
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Don’t cudgel your brains over my little problems.
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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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A woman who thinks she is intelligent demands the same rights as man. An intelligent woman gives up.
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It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts.
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