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A new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure.

Emile Zola

I am an artist. I am here to live out loud.
EMILE ZOLA

Artist Live Loud Myself
Lovers are made by a kiss.
EMILE ZOLA

Kiss Lover One Liner
In Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
EMILE ZOLA

Fools Lying Sale Tears Virgin
Why then should money be blamed for all the dirt and crimes it causes? For is love less filthy – love which creates life?
EMILE ZOLA

Blame Creation Crime Life Love Money
I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don’t care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity.
EMILE ZOLA

Beautiful Intensity Myself Perfection Struggle
Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.
EMILE ZOLA

Drugs Myself Perfection Regret
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.
EMILE ZOLA

Delight Garden Growth Leaving Myself Passion
She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.
EMILE ZOLA

Cold Happiness Herself Nature Passion Virtuous
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.
EMILE ZOLA

Confusion Dare Kind Mindset Nature
My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.
EMILE ZOLA

Cry Fire Myself Protest Soul
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 ZOLA

Each Other Heart Need Secret Talk Understand Word. Confession
If I cannot overwhelm with my quality, I will overwhelm with my quantity.
EMILE ZOLA

Impress Myself Quality Quantity
Sin ought to be something exquisite, my dear boy.
EMILE ZOLA

Boy Exquisite Myself Sin
When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
EMILE ZOLA

Greatness Leaving Sorrow
In my view you cannot claim to have seen something until you have photographed it.
EMILE ZOLA

Photography View Yourself
The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.
EMILE ZOLA

Grave Illusion Oneself Past

A new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure.

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