If I cannot overwhelm with my quality, I will overwhelm with my quantity.
EMILE ZOLAI 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.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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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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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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I would rather die of passion than of boredom.
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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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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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An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
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The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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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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Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest.
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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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There are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet. One becomes a craftsman.
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How evil life must be if it were indeed necessary that such imploring cries, such cries of physical and moral wretchedness, should ever and ever ascend to heaven!
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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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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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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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