Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.
EMILE ZOLAWhat 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.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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In Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
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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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When a peasant begins to feel the need for instruction, he usually becomes fiercely calculating.
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Man’s highest duty is to protect animals from cruelty.
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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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Why then should money be blamed for all the dirt and crimes it causes? For is love less filthy – love which creates life?
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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!
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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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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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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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An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
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Since the same human mire remains beneath, does not all civilization reduce itself to the superiority of smelling nice and living well?
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The conclusion does not belong to the artist.
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Don’t go looking at me like that because you’ll wear your eyes out.
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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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