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Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.

Emile Zola

When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another’s lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.
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Cheek Kiss Lover Search
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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Burst Ground Power Shut Truth Yourself
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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Divine Future Greatness Justice Light Sun Truth
Did not one spend the first half of one’s days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?
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Dreams Fear Happiness Oneself Regret
Man’s highest duty is to protect animals from cruelty.
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Animal Cruelty Protection Responsibility
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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Growth Ideas People Time Young
One forges one’s style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
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Dead Fake Forge Line Style
The vague torment of ambition.
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Ambition One Liner
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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Beneath Civilization Human Live Smell
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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Delight Garden Growth Leaving Myself Passion
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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Creation Distress People Sadness
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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Fibre Improvement Life Pain Rebel Surrender
The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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Journey Road Struggle
Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.
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Drugs Myself Perfection Regret
I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don’t care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity.
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Beautiful Intensity Myself Perfection Struggle
What will be the death of me are buillabaisses, food spiced with pimiento, shellfish, and a load of exquisite rubbish which I eat in disproportionate quantities.
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Death Food Load Myself Quantity

Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.

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