Cleo from 5 to 7 |
You’re strong. Your beauty’s your health.
People die easily nowadays. Especially artists.
Gorgeous, it’s a mistake to be ill. And mistakes kill!
What’s a song? How long can it last?
Everyone spoils me. No one loves me.
Damn Tuesday. I’ll do as I like.
I thought everyone looked at me. I only look at myself. It wears me out.
Cleo (on posing nude) I’d feel so exposed, afraid that somebody would find a fault.
Dorothy Nonsense. My body makes me happy, not proud.
Streets should have living people’s names.
Raoul A laugh’s good for any illness.
I’m afraid of everything. Birds, storms, lifts, needles, and now this great fear of death.
I prefer Florence. I prefer flora to fauna.
Every great feeling is full of little vanities; also the great spirit of silliness.
My fear seems to be gone. I seem to be happy.
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