Sidonie Gabrielle

Sidonie Gabrielle
happiness laughter humor
Total absence of humor renders life impossible.
broken-heart heartbroken breakup
I believe there are more urgent and honorable occupations than the incomparable waste of time we call suffering.
love sad past
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.
love jealous smell
The lovesick, the betrayed, and the jealous all smell alike.
sleep insomnia thinking
In its early stages, insomnia is almost an oasis in which those who have to think or suffer darkly take refuge.
evil theatre months
January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer's forehead.
failure light glowing
Smokers, male and female, inject and excuse idleness in their lives every time they light a cigarette.
home house matter
In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.
girl needs waste
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.
women food memorable
If I can't have too many truffles, I'll do without truffles.
travel feet goes-on
The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
writing judging down-and
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.
negativity despair routine
Voluptuaries, consumed by their senses, always begin by flinging themselves with a great display of frenzy into an abyss. But they survive, they come to the surface again. And they develop a routine of the abyss: It's four o clock. At five I have my abyss...
beautiful girl fashion
Among all the modernized aspects of the most luxurious of industries, the model, a vestige of voluptuous barbarianism, is like some plunder-laden prey. She is the object of unbridled regard, a living bait, the passive realization of an ideal. No other female occupation contains such potent impulses to moral disintegration as this one, applying as it does the outward signs of riches to a poor and beautiful girl.