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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.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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We only do well the things we like doing.
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Passionate Work
When she raises her eyelids it’s as if she were taking off all her clothes.
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Clothes Herself Raise
What a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner.
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Life Myself Realize Wonderful
You do not notice changes in what is always before you.
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Change Notice Yourself
I’ve entered the world of wine without any professional training, but a definite appetite for good bottles.
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Appetite Myself Professional Training World
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
My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.
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Evidence Friendship Love Man Myself True
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
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
I went to collect the few personal belongings which. I held to be invaluable: my cat, my resolve to travel, and my solitude.
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Collection Myself Personal Solitude Travel Value
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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Despair Expectation Miracle Myself Willing
Never touch a butterfly’s wing with your finger.
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Fingers Touch Yourself
The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
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Betrayal Heart Broken Jealous
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
It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts.
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Absence Shape Thinking Time True
Time spent with a cat is never wasted.
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Animal Cat One Liner Pet Time Wasted
I am indebted to the cat for a particular kind of honorable deceit, for a greater control over myself, for a characteristic aversion to brutal sounds, and for the need to keep silent for long periods of time.
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Character Honorable Kind Sound Time
In its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
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Early Insomnia Refuge Stage Suffering Thinking
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
I have found my voice again and the art of using it.
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Art Finding Myself Voice
Hope costs nothing.
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Hope Inspirational Motivational One Liner
There are no ordinary cats.
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Animal Cat Love One Liner Ordinary Pet
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 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
It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship.
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Friendship Mechanism Polite Wisdom
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

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