Words matter. These are the best Sidonie Gabrielle Colette Quotes, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
What a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner.
It is not a bad thing that children should occasionally, and politely, put parents in their place.
The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
There is no need to waste pity on young girls who are having their moments of disillusionment, for in another moment they will recover their illusion.
The faults of husbands are often caused by the excess virtues of their wives.
January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer’s forehead.
I believe there are more urgent and honorable occupations than the incomparable waste of time we call suffering.
Never touch a butterfly’s wing with your finger.
Total absence of humor renders life impossible.
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.
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.
A pretty little collection of weaknesses and a terror of spiders are our indispensable stock-in-trade with the men.
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.
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.
Be happy. It’s one way of being wise.
You must not pity me because my sixtieth year finds me still astonished. To be astonished is one of the surest ways of not growing old too quickly.
No temptation can ever be measured by the value of its object.
Look for a long time at what pleases you, and a longer time at what pains you.
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.
The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.
Smokers, male and female, inject and excuse idleness in their lives every time they light a cigarette.
One keeps forgetting old age up to the very brink of the grave.
To a poet, silence is an acceptable response, even a flattering one.
You do not notice changes in what is always before you.
If I can’t have too many truffles, I’ll do without truffles.
Sincerity is not a spontaneous flower nor is modesty either.
Jealousy is not at all low, but it catches us humbled and bowed down, at first sight.
The woman who thinks she is intelligent demands equal rights with men. A woman who is intelligent does not.
In its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
