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“My countrymen have commissioned a bust of the Republic. It will be placed on the fountain of my native town.”
“You know what black hatred women feel toward me as soon as they see me, until I return inside my shell, they use every possible weapon. As soon as a generous man tries to help me out, a woman is here to hold his arm and prevent him from acting.”
“Sir Rodin convinced my parents to have me committed; they are all in Paris to arrange it.”
“You find me at work; excuse the dust on my blouse. I sculpt my marble myself.”
“I have had the problem of seeing my male model go to Italy and... stay there.”
“I am in no mood to be deceived any longer by the crafty devil and false character whose greatest pleasure is to take advantage of everyone.”
“Send me one hundred francs on our future deals, otherwise I will disappear in a cataclysm.”
“I have fallen into an abyss. I live in a world so curious, so strange. Of the dream that was my life, this is my nightmare.”
“It is in fact agreed that I am the plague, the cholera of the benevolent and generous men who are interested in art and that, when I show myself with my plasters, even the Emperor of the Sahara would flee.”
“I will never forget my beautiful days with you in Shanklin, they are certainly the most pleasant ones of my life. Look, I have tears in my eyes just to think about it. I am furious to be here, it is the end of happiness for a whole year.”
“I am not feeling any better because I cannot stay in bed, having constant cause for walking. They say I leave at night by the window of my tower, hanging from a red umbrella with which I set fire to the forest!”
“Last night, two men tried to force my shutters. I recognized them: they are two of Rodin's Italian models. He told them to kill me. I am in his way; he wants to get rid of me.”
“If you are nice, and keep your promise, we will be in paradise.”
“I sleep completely naked to make me believe you are here, but when I wake up it is not the same thing. Most of all, don't deceive me with other women any more.”
“I don't want to say anything because I know I am unable to protect you from the harm that I see.”
“You see that it is not at all like Rodin... I share these only with you, don't show them.”
“I am scared; I don't know what is going to happen to me. What was the point of working so hard and of being talented, to be rewarded like this? Never a penny, tormented all my life. It is horrible; one cannot imagine it.”
“When you left on Saturday, I felt a horrible void, I saw you everywhere, on the beach, in your room, in the garden: impossible for me to get used to the idea that you had left.”
“I would prefer to have a more appealing job. If I could still change careers, I would prefer it. This unfortunate art is made for long beards and ugly faces rather than for a relatively well-endowed woman.”
“I thank you for your kind invitation to introduce me to the president of the Republic. Since I have not been out of my atelier for two months, I have no appropriate costume for this circumstance. Please excuse me.”