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 COLETTEDon’t cudgel your brains over my little problems.
More Sidonie Gabrielle Colette Quotes
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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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A happy childhood is poor preparation for human contacts.
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Time spent with a cat is never wasted.
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If he’s getting married, he’s not longer interesting.
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The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
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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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Never touch a butterfly’s wing with your finger.
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I did not look for her, because I was afraid of dispelling the mystery we attach to people whom we know only casually.
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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.
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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.
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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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I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it.
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January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer’s forehead.
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There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine.
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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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