These young people naturally grow up with ideas different from ours, for they are born for times when we shall no longer be here
EMILE ZOLAThe thought is a deed. Of all deeds she fertilizes the world most.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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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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One forges one’s style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
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If I cannot overwhelm with my quality, I will overwhelm with my quantity.
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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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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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A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.
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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 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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Blow the candle out, I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like.
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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.
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The vague torment of ambition.
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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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The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.
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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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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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Respectable people, What bastards!
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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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I do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
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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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I am an artist. I am here to live out loud.
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If you shut up truth, and bury it underground, it will but grow.
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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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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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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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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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Everything is only a dream.
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