“As I wrote, a new strength was growing in me that had no connection with literature.  But it gave way if I tried it too hard . . . . But I was changing.  Slowly, if you like, but what matter?  To change is the great thing.”

Colette, My Apprenticeships, trans. Helen Beauclerk (New York: Farrar Strauss Giroux, 1978; orig. Mes Apprentissages, Ferenczi, 1936), 84-5.