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.
EMILE ZOLAI would rather die of passion than of boredom.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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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 would rather die of passion than of boredom.
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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.
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These young people naturally grow up with ideas different from ours, for they are born for times when we shall no longer be here
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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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The conclusion does not belong to the artist.
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When a peasant begins to feel the need for instruction, he usually becomes fiercely calculating.
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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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When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another’s lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.
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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 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 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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It all seemed a hollow sham now – that strict code, that conscientious virtue that condemned her to the sterile joys of pious women! No, no, she’d had enough of that; she wanted to live!
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In my view you cannot claim to have seen something until you have photographed it.
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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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