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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.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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To a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.
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Acceptance Flattery Oneself Poet Silence
No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object.
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Measurement Object Temptation Value
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
There are no ordinary cats.
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Animal Cat Love One Liner Ordinary Pet
When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off all her clothes.
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Clothes Herself Raise
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
One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
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Age Forget Grave Old
Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
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Companion Ourselves Perfection
No one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
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Happiness Work Yourself
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
Writing only leads to more writing.
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One Liner Poet Writing
It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship.
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Friendship Mechanism Polite Wisdom
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
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
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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I want nothing from love, in short, but love.
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Love Myself Short

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