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 ZOLAThey 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 ZOLAWhen 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.
EMILE ZOLAThe conclusion does not belong to the artist.
EMILE ZOLATruth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.
EMILE ZOLABlow the candle out, I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like.
EMILE ZOLAThe 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.
EMILE ZOLAThe vague torment of ambition.
EMILE ZOLAWhen a peasant begins to feel the need for instruction, he usually becomes fiercely calculating.
EMILE ZOLAThe artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.
EMILE ZOLAThey 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 ZOLAIn Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
EMILE ZOLAIf you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
EMILE ZOLAA new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure.
EMILE ZOLAThere are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet. One becomes a craftsman.
EMILE ZOLAPerfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.
EMILE ZOLAHas science ever retreated? No! It is Catholicism which has always retreated before her, and will always be forced to retreat.
EMILE ZOLA