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Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
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Companion Ourselves Perfection
Don’t cudgel your brains over my little problems.
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Brain Problem Yourself
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
No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object.
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Measurement Object Temptation Value
Look for a long time at what pleases you, and a longer time at what pains you.
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Happiness Hurt Observation Pain Self Love Time Yourself
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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Admit Literature Nourishment Sincere
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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Age Alone Bitter Freedom Poison Solitude Wall
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
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
A happy childhood is poor preparation for human contacts.
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Childhood Contact Happiness Human Poor Preparation
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
That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!
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Joy Love Myself Voice
I have found my voice again and the art of using it.
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Art Finding Myself Voice
To a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.
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Acceptance Flattery Oneself Poet Silence
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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Despair Expectation Miracle Myself Willing

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