It is not necessary that one should humble oneself to deserve assistance, it is sufficient that one should suffer.
EMILE ZOLAIf you shut up truth, and bury it underground, it will but grow.
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If you shut up truth, and bury it underground, it will but grow.
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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.
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The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.
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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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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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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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If I cannot overwhelm with my quality, I will overwhelm with my quantity.
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Lovers are made by a kiss.
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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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When a peasant begins to feel the need for instruction, he usually becomes fiercely calculating.
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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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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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The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.
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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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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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