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 ZOLAIf you ask me what I came into this life to do, I will tell you: I came to live out loud.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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A god of kindness would be charitable to all. Your god of wrath and punishment is but a monstrous phantasy.
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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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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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Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them.
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The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.
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Did science promise happiness? I do not believe it. It promised truth, and the question is to know if we will ever make happiness with truth.
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I am an artist. I am here to live out loud.
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Let us eat, drink and satisfy our coarse appetites, but let us keep our souls sacred and apart.
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The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.
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She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.
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Oh, the fools, like a lot of good little schoolboys, scared to death of anything they’ve been taught is wrong!
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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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When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it.
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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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A new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure.
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