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!
EMILE ZOLAPerfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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In Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
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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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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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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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The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.
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The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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Inability, human incapacity, is the only boundary to an art.
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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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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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Has science ever retreated? No! It is Catholicism which has always retreated before her, and will always be forced to retreat.
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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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Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.
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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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Why then should money be blamed for all the dirt and crimes it causes? For is love less filthy – love which creates life?
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