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I would rather die of passion than of boredom.

Emile Zola

Lovers are made by a kiss.
EMILE ZOLA

Kiss Lover One Liner
Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.
EMILE ZOLA

Drugs Myself Perfection Regret
The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.
EMILE ZOLA

Grave Illusion Oneself Past
If you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
EMILE ZOLA

Existence Life Live Myself Purpose
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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Animal Appearance Connection Fate Fear Greatness Important Man
The conclusion does not belong to the artist.
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Artist Conclusion
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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Beautiful Intensity Myself Perfection Struggle
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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Artist Man Nurtue Poet Talent
When a peasant begins to feel the need for instruction, he usually becomes fiercely calculating.
EMILE ZOLA

Beginning Calculation Fierce Peasant
It is not I who am strong, it is reason, it is truth.
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Reason Strong Truth
Let us eat, drink and satisfy our coarse appetites, but let us keep our souls sacred and apart.
EMILE ZOLA

Drink Eat Ourselves Sacred Soul
Since the same human mire remains beneath, does not all civilization reduce itself to the superiority of smelling nice and living well?
EMILE ZOLA

Beneath Civilization Human Live Smell
The vague torment of ambition.
EMILE ZOLA

Ambition One Liner
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.
EMILE ZOLA

Death Food Load Myself Quantity
If something’s just, I’ll let myself be hacked to bits for it.
EMILE ZOLA

Allow Hack Myself Part Willing
Why then should money be blamed for all the dirt and crimes it causes? For is love less filthy – love which creates life?
EMILE ZOLA

Blame Creation Crime Life Love Money

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