"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."

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Source: The Pure and the Impure. Book by Sidonie Gabrielle Colette, 1932.

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Sidonie Gabrielle Colette

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Sidonie Gabrielle Colette was a French novelist and feminist icon known for her exploration of love and identity in works like 'Gigi' and 'Claudine.'

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