One forges one’s style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
EMILE ZOLAI 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.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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Through the centuries, the history of peoples is but a lesson in mutual tolerance.
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In my view you cannot claim to have seen something until you have photographed it.
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When a peasant begins to feel the need for instruction, he usually becomes fiercely calculating.
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Classical education has deformed everything, and has imposed upon us as geniuses men of correct, facile talent, who follow the beaten track.
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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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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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Yes! live life with every fibre of one’s being, surrender oneself to it, with no thoughts of rebellion, without deluding oneself that one can improve it and render it painless.
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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 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.
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Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest.
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In love as in speculation there is much filth; in love also, people think only of their own gratification; yet without love there would be no life, and the world would come to an end.
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I do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
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The vague torment of ambition.
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An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
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Nothing develops intelligence like travel.
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