Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette More Quotes by Sidonie Gabrielle Colette More Quotes From Sidonie Gabrielle Colette 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. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette unknown-worlds dream two The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette smell jealous love When she raises her eyelids it's as if she were taking off all her clothes. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette clothes sensual sex 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. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette broken-heart sad love To write is to pour one’s innermost self passionately upon the tempting paper, at such frantic speed that sometimes one’s hand struggles and rebels, overdriven by the impatient god which guides it - and to find, next day, in place of the golden bough that bloomed miraculously in that dazzling hour, a withered bramble and a stunted flower. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette flower struggle writing 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 cat time lying My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette love friendship funny You do not notice changes in what is always before you. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette change Writing only leads to more writing. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette women memorable writing Researchers, with science as their authority, will be able to cut animals up, alive, into small pieces, drop them from a great height to see if they are shattered by the fall, or deprive them of sleep for sixteen days and nights continuously for the purposes of an iniquitous monograph. . . . Animal trust, undeserved faith, when at last will you turn away from us? Shall we never tire of deceiving, betraying, tormenting animals before they cease to trust us? Sidonie Gabrielle Colette faith sleep fall Hope costs nothing. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette cost If I can't have too many truffles, I'll do without truffles. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette women memorable food The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette goes-on feet travel The faults of husbands are often caused by the excess virtues of their wives. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette excess wife husband On the first of May, with my comrades of the catechism class, I laid lilac, chamomile and rose before the altar of the Virgin, and returned full of pride to show my blessed posy. My mother laughed her irreverent laugh and, looking at my bunch of flowers, which was bringing the may-bug into the sitting-room right under the lamp, she said: Do you suppose it wasn't already blessed before? Sidonie Gabrielle Colette flower blessed mother No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette objects tempted temptation - and how time flies! What, has it already been twenty years, already forty years that we are together? Why, how terrible! We haven't yet said all we wanted to say to each other... May we have a little respite, or else may we be allowed to begin all over again! Sidonie Gabrielle Colette time-flies together years I am going away with him to an unknown country where I shall have no past and no name, and where I shall be born again with a new face and an untried heart. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette heart country travel Perhaps the only misplaced curiosity is that which persists in trying to find out here, on this side of death, what lies beyond the grave. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette determination death lying We only do well the things we like doing. Sidonie Gabrielle Colette enjoyment wells
