Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTEBy 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 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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You don’t think before you do something foolish. You do your thinking afterwards.
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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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When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off all her clothes.
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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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One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
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Writing only leads to more writing.
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It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship.
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No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object.
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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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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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I’ve entered the world of wine without any professional training, but a definite appetite for good bottles.
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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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You do not notice changes in what is always before you.
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The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
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