The faults of husbands are often caused by the excess virtues of their wives.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEOne keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
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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.
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Look for a long time at what pleases you, and a longer time at what pains you.
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At the top of the iron staircase leading to the stage, the good, dry, dusty warmth wraps me round like a comfortable dirty cloak.
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Never touch a butterfly’s wing with your finger.
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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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No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object.
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No one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
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Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
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A kindly gesture bestowed by us on an animal arouses prodigies of understanding and gratitude.
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By an image we hold on to our lost treasures, but it is the wrenching loss that forms the image, composes, binds the bouquet.
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The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
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I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it.
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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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Be happy. It’s one way of being wise.
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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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