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I went to collect the few personal belongings which. I held to be invaluable: my cat, my resolve to travel, and my solitude.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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If we want to be sincere, we must admit that there is a well-nourished love and an ill-nourished love. And the rest is literature.
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The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
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Betrayal Heart Broken Jealous
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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To a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.
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I went to collect the few personal belongings which. I held to be invaluable: my cat, my resolve to travel, and my solitude.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

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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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Form Hold Image Lost Treasure
The faults of husbands are often caused by the excess virtues of their wives.
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Writing only leads to more writing.
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If I can’t have too many truffles, I’ll do without truffles.
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Acceptance Gratitude Myself
That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!
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Joy Love Myself Voice
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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What a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner.
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Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
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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
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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As for an authentic villain, the real thing, the absolute, the artist, one rarely meets him even once in a lifetime. The ordinary bad hat is always in part a decent fellow.
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