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A happy childhood is poor preparation for human contacts.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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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
There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.
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Age Alone Bitter Freedom Poison Solitude Wall
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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Desperate Flower Image Lose Memories Ourselves
At sixty-three years of age, less a quarter, one still has plans.
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Age Grow Up Oneself Planning
I have found my voice again and the art of using it.
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Art Finding Myself Voice
Jealousy is not at all low, but it catches us humbled and bowed down, at first sight.
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Humble Jealous Low Sight
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
In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.
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Absence Finding Furnish Myself Ugly
Time spent with a cat is never wasted.
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Animal Cat One Liner Pet Time Wasted
What a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner.
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Life Myself Realize Wonderful
Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
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Flower Modesty Sincere Spontaneous
A woman who thinks she is intelligent demands the same rights as man. An intelligent woman gives up.
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Give Up Herself Intelligence Man Right Thinking Woman
There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine.
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Blue People Wine
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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Curiosity Death Finding Grave Lying Side Trying
If he’s getting married, he’s not longer interesting.
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Himself Interesting Marriage
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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Early Insomnia Refuge Stage Suffering Thinking
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 want nothing from love, in short, but love.
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Love Myself Short
The only virtue on which I pride myself is my self-doubt; when a writer loses her self-doubt, the time has come to lay aside her pen.
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Herself Pride Time Virtue
That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!
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Joy Love Myself Voice
No one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
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Happiness Work Yourself
You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
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Enthusiasm Fools Willing Yourself
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
No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object.
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Measurement Object Temptation Value
The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
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Betrayal Heart Broken Jealous
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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Allow Excitement Finding Human Place Religion Tree
There is no need to waste pity on young girls who are having their moments of disillusionment, for in another moment they will recover their illusion.
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Illusion Moments Need Recovery Waste Young

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