Classical education has deformed everything, and has imposed upon us as geniuses men of correct, facile talent, who follow the beaten track.
EMILE ZOLAThe day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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The vague torment of ambition.
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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.
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Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest.
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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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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.
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My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.
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Everything is only a dream.
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I have but one passion: to enlighten those who have been kept in the dark, in the name of humanity which has suffered so much and is entitled to happiness. My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.
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Truth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.
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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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Respectable people, What bastards!
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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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It is not I who am strong, it is reason, it is truth.
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One forges one’s style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
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The conclusion does not belong to the artist.
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In my view you cannot claim to have seen something until you have photographed it.
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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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The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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There are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet. One becomes a craftsman.
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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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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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Blow the candle out, I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like.
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The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.
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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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If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
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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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