| 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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| A happy childhood is poor preparation for human contacts. |
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| Be happy. It's one way of being wise. |
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| What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner. |
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| Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet. |
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| The cat is the animal to whom the Creator gave the biggest eye, the softest fur, the most supremely delicate nostrils, a mobile ear, an unrivaled paw and a curved claw borrowed from the rose-tree. |
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| It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship. |
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- Colette |
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| Total absence of humor renders life impossible. |
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| I believe there are more urgent and honorable occupations than the incomparable waste of time we call suffering. |
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- Colette |
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| Bulldogs are adorable, with faces like toads that have been sat on. |
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| There are days when solitude 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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- Colette |
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| 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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- Colette |
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| If I can't have too many truffles I'll do without. |
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| It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a window, or one notices that a flower that was in bud only yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer... and everything collapses. |
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