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.
EMILE ZOLAOver 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.
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The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.
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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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The camembert with its venison scent defeats the Marolles and Limbourg dull smells; It spreads its exhalation, smothering the other scents under its surprising breath abundance.
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The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.
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My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.
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A new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure.
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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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Since the same human mire remains beneath, does not all civilization reduce itself to the superiority of smelling nice and living well?
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It is not necessary that one should humble oneself to deserve assistance, it is sufficient that one should suffer.
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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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A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.
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Respectable people, What bastards!
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Lovers are made by a kiss.
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A god of kindness would be charitable to all. Your god of wrath and punishment is but a monstrous phantasy.
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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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