She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.
EMILE ZOLAThere are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet. One becomes a craftsman.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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Every wave is a water sprite who swims in the current, each current is a path which snakes towards my palace, and my palace is fluidly built at the bottom of the lake, in the triangle of earth, fire and water.
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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 conclusion does not belong to the artist.
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A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.
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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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Art for me…is a negation of society, an affirmation of the individual, outside of all the rules and all the demands of society.
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Respectable people, What bastards!
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Through the centuries, the history of peoples is but a lesson in mutual tolerance.
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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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If I cannot overwhelm with my quality, I will overwhelm with my quantity.
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One forges one’s style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
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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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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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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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The vague torment of ambition.
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