She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.
EMILE ZOLASince the same human mire remains beneath, does not all civilization reduce itself to the superiority of smelling nice and living well?
More Emile Zola Quotes
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If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground, it will but grow, and gather to itself such explosive power that the day it bursts through it will blow up everything in its way.
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It is not necessary that one should humble oneself to deserve assistance, it is sufficient that one should suffer.
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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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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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The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.
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When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
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In Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
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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 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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I am an artist. I am here to live out loud.
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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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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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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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If something’s just, I’ll let myself be hacked to bits for it.
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Everything is only a dream.
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