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It is not I who am strong, it is reason, it is truth.

Emile Zola

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.
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Each Other Heart Need Secret Talk Understand Word. Confession
If you shut up truth, and bury it underground, it will but grow.
EMILE ZOLA

Growth Shut Truth Yourself
An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
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Enough Life Time Woman Young
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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Growth Ideas People Time Young
Art for me…is a negation of society, an affirmation of the individual, outside of all the rules and all the demands of society.
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Affirmation Art Demand Negotiation Rule Society
The vague torment of ambition.
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Ambition One Liner
When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
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Greatness Leaving Sorrow
The conclusion does not belong to the artist.
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Artist Conclusion
Oh, the fools, like a lot of good little schoolboys, scared to death of anything they’ve been taught is wrong!
EMILE ZOLA

Fear Fools School Teaching Wrong
Over all crowds there seems to float a vague distress, an atmosphere of pervasive melancholy, as if any large gathering of people creates an aura of terror and pity.
EMILE ZOLA

Creation Distress People Sadness
In my view you cannot claim to have seen something until you have photographed it.
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Photography View Yourself
Every wave is a water sprite who swims in the current, each current is a path which snakes towards my palace, and my palace is fluidly built at the bottom of the lake, in the triangle of earth, fire and water.
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Earth Fire Nature Palace Sprite Water Wave
In Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
EMILE ZOLA

Fools Lying Sale Tears Virgin
The word realist means nothing to me, because I would subordinate reality to temperament. Give me what is true and I applaud; but give me what is individual and alive and I applaud even more.
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Myself Praise Reality Temperature True Word
I do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
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Myself Repeat Triumph Ultimate
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

It is not I who am strong, it is reason, it is truth.

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