Through the centuries, the history of peoples is but a lesson in mutual tolerance.
EMILE ZOLAClassical education has deformed everything, and has imposed upon us as geniuses men of correct, facile talent, who follow the beaten track.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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The conclusion does not belong to the artist.
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Man’s highest duty is to protect animals from cruelty.
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A new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure.
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How evil life must be if it were indeed necessary that such imploring cries, such cries of physical and moral wretchedness, should ever and ever ascend to heaven!
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She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.
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Did not one spend the first half of one’s days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?
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The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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It all seemed a hollow sham now – that strict code, that conscientious virtue that condemned her to the sterile joys of pious women! No, no, she’d had enough of that; she wanted to live!
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The vague torment of ambition.
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If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground, it will but grow, and gather to itself such explosive power that the day it bursts through it will blow up everything in its way.
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I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don’t care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity.
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These young people naturally grow up with ideas different from ours, for they are born for times when we shall no longer be here
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They dared not peer down into their own natures, down into the feverish confusion that filled their minds with a kind of dense, acrid mist.
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In love as in speculation there is much filth; in love also, people think only of their own gratification; yet without love there would be no life, and the world would come to an end.
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One forges one’s style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
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