It is not necessary that one should humble oneself to deserve assistance, it is sufficient that one should suffer.
EMILE ZOLAArt for me…is a negation of society, an affirmation of the individual, outside of all the rules and all the demands of society.
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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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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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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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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Man’s highest duty is to protect animals from cruelty.
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The thought is a deed. Of all deeds she fertilizes the world most.
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Nothing develops intelligence like travel.
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Truth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.
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Let us eat, drink and satisfy our coarse appetites, but let us keep our souls sacred and apart.
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The camembert with its venison scent defeats the Marolles and Limbourg dull smells; It spreads its exhalation, smothering the other scents under its surprising breath abundance.
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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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Blow the candle out, I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like.
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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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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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