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.
EMILE ZOLAIf 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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In Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
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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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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.
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Blow the candle out, I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like.
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An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
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Yes! live life with every fibre of one’s being, surrender oneself to it, with no thoughts of rebellion, without deluding oneself that one can improve it and render it painless.
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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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Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them.
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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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Paris flared – Paris, which the divine sun had sown with light, and where in glory waved the great future harvest of Truth and of Justice.
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Inability, human incapacity, is the only boundary to an art.
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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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Everything is only a dream.
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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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The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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It is not I who am strong, it is reason, it is truth.
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I do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
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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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Don’t go looking at me like that because you’ll wear your eyes out.
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When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
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Did science promise happiness? I do not believe it. It promised truth, and the question is to know if we will ever make happiness with truth.
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The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.
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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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Has science ever retreated? No! It is Catholicism which has always retreated before her, and will always be forced to retreat.
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I am an artist. I am here to live out loud.
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Sin ought to be something exquisite, my dear boy.
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