The thought is a deed. Of all deeds she fertilizes the world most.
EMILE ZOLAI do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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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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Sin ought to be something exquisite, my dear boy.
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I do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
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When sometimes, behind his back, they called him a tyrant, he merely smiled and uttered this profound observation: If some day I turn liberal, they will say I have let them down.
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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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Don’t go looking at me like that because you’ll wear your eyes out.
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Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.
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Over all crowds there seems to float a vague distress, an atmosphere of pervasive melancholy, as if any large gathering of people creates an aura of terror and pity.
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Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them.
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Truth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.
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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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Has science ever retreated? No! It is Catholicism which has always retreated before her, and will always be forced to retreat.
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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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They dared not peer down into their own natures, down into the feverish confusion that filled their minds with a kind of dense, acrid mist.
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Nothing develops intelligence like travel.
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