- 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 ColetteTo write is to pour oneโs innermost self passionately upon the tempting paper, at such frantic speed that sometimes oneโs 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 ColetteThe faults of husbands are often caused by the excess virtues of their wives.
Sidonie Gabrielle Colette