The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
EMILE ZOLAHas science ever retreated? No! It is Catholicism which has always retreated before her, and will always be forced to retreat.
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A new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure.
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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.
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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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Did not one spend the first half of one’s days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?
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Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.
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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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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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If people can just love each other a little bit, they can be so happy.
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The thought is a deed. Of all deeds she fertilizes the world most.
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What will be the death of me are buillabaisses, food spiced with pimiento, shellfish, and a load of exquisite rubbish which I eat in disproportionate quantities.
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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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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 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.
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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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I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don’t care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity.
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