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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.

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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Total absence of humor renders life impossible.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Absence Humor Impossible Life
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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Admit Literature Nourishment Sincere
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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Artist Authentic Himself Life Ordinary Time Villain
A pretty little collection of weaknesses and a terror of spiders are our indispensable stock-in-trade with the men.
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Collection Man Terror Trade Weakness
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
The faults of husbands are often caused by the excess virtues of their wives.
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Character Husband Marriage Mistake Virtue Wife
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
No one asked you to be happy. Get to work.
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Happiness Work Yourself
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

Form Hold Image Lost Treasure
The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
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Betrayal Heart Broken Jealous
A few days later, I found my mother beneath the tree, motionless with excitement, her head turned toward the heavens in which she would allow human religions no place.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Allow Excitement Finding Human Place Religion Tree
In its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Early Insomnia Refuge Stage Suffering Thinking
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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Character Honorable Kind Sound Time
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.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Age Alone Bitter Freedom Poison Solitude Wall
Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Flower Modesty Sincere Spontaneous
That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!
SIDONIE GABRIELLE COLETTE

Joy Love Myself Voice

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