Look for a long time at what pleases you, and a longer time at what pains you.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTELook for a long time at what pleases you, and a longer time at what pains you.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEYou will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEA kindly gesture bestowed by us on an animal arouses prodigies of understanding and gratitude.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEBooks, books, books. It was not that I read so much. I read and re-read the same ones. But all of them were necessary to me. Their presence, their smell, the letters of their titles, and the texture of their leather bindings.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEI 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 COLETTEThere 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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEThe true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTETime spent with a cat is never wasted.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEThere are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEJealousy is not at all low, but it catches us humbled and bowed down, at first sight.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEWhat a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTETo a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEA 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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTENo one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTESo 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 COLETTEIn its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
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