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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.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object.
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Measurement Object Temptation Value
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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Astonishment Finding Growth Quick Yourself
You don’t think before you do something foolish. You do your thinking afterwards.
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Fools Thinking Yourself
January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer’s forehead.
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Anxiety Endurance New Year Ourselves Production Theatre
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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Cloak Comfortable Dirty Leadership Warm
I did not look for her, because I was afraid of dispelling the mystery we attach to people whom we know only casually.
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Attachment Casually Myself Mystery People Search
At sixty-three years of age, less a quarter, one still has plans.
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Age Grow Up Oneself Planning
When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off all her clothes.
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Clothes Herself Raise
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
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
Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
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Flower Modesty Sincere Spontaneous
Total absence of humor renders life impossible.
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Absence Humor Impossible Life
To a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.
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Acceptance Flattery Oneself Poet Silence
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
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
I want nothing from love, in short, but love.
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Love Myself Short
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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Life Lost Love Myself Past Present Sadness Shame Time
If I can’t have too many truffles, I’ll do without truffles.
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Acceptance Gratitude Myself
The faults of husbands are often caused by the excess virtues of their wives.
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Character Husband Marriage Mistake Virtue Wife
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
Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
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Companion Ourselves Perfection
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
Books, 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.
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Book Myself Necessary Presence Reading
If he’s getting married, he’s not longer interesting.
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Himself Interesting Marriage
The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
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Himself Time Traveling True
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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Form Hold Image Lost Treasure
A kindly gesture bestowed by us on an animal arouses prodigies of understanding and gratitude.
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Gratitude Kindness Prodigy Understand

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