“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.