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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.

Emile Zola

Inability, human incapacity, is the only boundary to an art.
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Art Boundary Human Incapacity Limitation
Lovers are made by a kiss.
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Kiss Lover One Liner
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.
EMILE ZOLA

Confusion Dare Kind Mindset Nature
I have but one passion: to enlighten those who have been kept in the dark, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and is entitled to happiness. My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.
EMILE ZOLA

Cry Darkness Enlightenment Humanity Myself Passion Soul Suffering
I am spending delightful afternoons in my garden, watching everything living around me. As I grow older, I feel everything departing, and I love everything with more passion.
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Delight Garden Growth Leaving Myself Passion
Why then should money be blamed for all the dirt and crimes it causes? For is love less filthy – love which creates life?
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Blame Creation Crime Life Love Money
Nothing develops intelligence like travel.
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Development Intelligence Travel
The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.
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Ordinary Pregnant Revolution
They talked so, with secret hearts, without needing words, talking of other things. They could have suddenly continued their confessions aloud, without ceasing to understand each other.
EMILE ZOLA

Each Other Heart Need Secret Talk Understand Word. Confession
What will be the death of me are buillabaisses, food spiced with pimiento, shellfish, and a load of exquisite rubbish which I eat in disproportionate quantities.
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Death Food Load Myself Quantity
Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest.
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Civilization Fall Myself Perfection Priest Stone
A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.
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Fruit Hands Lying Man Ruin
The fate of animals is of greater importance to me than the fear of appearing ridiculous; it is indissolubly connected with the fate of men.
EMILE ZOLA

Animal Appearance Connection Fate Fear Greatness Important Man
Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.
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Art Corner Creation Temperature
Everything is only a dream.
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Dreams One Liner
The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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Journey Road Struggle

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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