Respectable people, What bastards!
EMILE ZOLARespectable people, What bastards!
EMILE ZOLAIt all seemed a hollow sham now – that strict code, that conscientious virtue that condemned her to the sterile joys of pious women! No, no, she’d had enough of that; she wanted to live!
EMILE ZOLAParis flared – Paris, which the divine sun had sown with light, and where in glory waved the great future harvest of Truth and of Justice.
EMILE ZOLAThe vague torment of ambition.
EMILE ZOLABlow the candle out, I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like.
EMILE ZOLAI do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
EMILE ZOLAThe 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 ZOLAIt is not necessary that one should humble oneself to deserve assistance, it is sufficient that one should suffer.
EMILE ZOLAThey 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 ZOLAIf something’s just, I’ll let myself be hacked to bits for it.
EMILE ZOLAAn entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
EMILE ZOLAHow 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!
EMILE ZOLAViolence 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 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.
EMILE ZOLAIn Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
EMILE ZOLAA god of kindness would be charitable to all. Your god of wrath and punishment is but a monstrous phantasy.
EMILE ZOLA