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 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.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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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.
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When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
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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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Truth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.
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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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Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them.
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Nothing develops intelligence like travel.
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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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Blow the candle out, I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like.
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Through the centuries, the history of peoples is but a lesson in mutual tolerance.
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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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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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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 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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