Paris 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 conclusion does not belong to the artist.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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She might have liked to try to strangle him with those slender fingers of hers, but she wanted to make a job of it and this great patience with which she waited for her claws to grow was in itself a form of enjoyment.
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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 only basis for living is believing in life, loving it, and applying the whole force of one’s intellect to know it better.
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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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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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Everything is only a dream.
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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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The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.
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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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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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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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Classical education has deformed everything, and has imposed upon us as geniuses men of correct, facile talent, who follow the beaten track.
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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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Respectable people, What bastards!
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