More from Emile Zola
Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola There are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet. One becomes a craftsman.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola Let us eat, drink and satisfy our coarse appetites, but let us keep our souls sacred and apart.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola 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.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola Violence has never prospered, you can’t remake the world in a day. Anyone who promises to change everything for you all at once is either a fool or a rogue!
Emile ZolaEmile Zola I am an artist. I am here to live out loud.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola 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 ZolaEmile Zola If something’s just, I’ll let myself be hacked to bits for it.
Emile ZolaEmile 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.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola 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.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola When sometimes, behind his back, they called him a tyrant, he merely smiled and uttered this profound observation: If some day I turn liberal, they will say I have let them down.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola Oh, the fools, like a lot of good little schoolboys, scared to death of anything they’ve been taught is wrong!
Emile ZolaEmile Zola When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it.
Emile ZolaEmile Zola
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From our community writers
How strange that our hearts heal from the same thing that broke it -love.
Cailin HargreavesCailin Hargreaves The peak of intensity is numbness not emotionless.
Anamika GargAnamika Garg She is everything and nothing at all.
Ava NicoleAva Nicole She built her castle at rock bottom.
Harriet SelinaHarriet Selina Keep growing into yourself.
Sophia JoanSophia Joan They tell you to be grateful for what you have. But you are also allowed to be sad for what you have lost.
Sabina LauraSabina Laura what the sky is to a bird is like a dream for a dreamer.
Safna SulaimanSafna Sulaiman The Red Rose on my grave shows once I was in love.
Moses AlexanderMoses Alexander
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More on kiss
I am the most jealous boy in the world, when I’m with my girlfriend. I always kiss her so that the other guys know she’s mine
Zayn MalikZayn Malik Some men like a dull life – they like the routine of eating breakfast, going to work, coming home, petting the dog, watching TV, kissing the kids, and going to bed. Stay clear of it – it’s often catching.
Hedy LamarrHedy Lamarr He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity’s sunrise.
William BlakeWilliam Blake The sweetest thing I’ve ever known was like the kiss on the collarbone.
Lauryn HillLauryn Hill Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!
Zora Neale HurstonZora Neale Hurston I appreciate subtlety. I have never enjoyed a kiss in front of the camera. There’s nothing to it except not getting your lipstick smeared.
Hedy LamarrHedy Lamarr It’s times like this when it’s over a year later and I’m still crying over you that I want to turn to you and say: See – This is why I asked you never to kiss me.
Ranata SuzukiRanata Suzuki Written kisses don’t reach their destination, rather they are drunk on the way by the ghosts.
Franz KafkaFranz Kafka
