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Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.

Emile Zola

Everything is only a dream.
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Dreams One Liner
Lovers are made by a kiss.
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Kiss Lover One Liner
The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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Journey Road Struggle
Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.
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Art Corner Creation Temperature
When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
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Greatness Leaving Sorrow
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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Cheek Kiss Lover Search
Don’t go looking at me like that because you’ll wear your eyes out.
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Eyes Myself Sight Stare Yourself
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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Cry Darkness Enlightenment Humanity Myself Passion Soul Suffering
Through the centuries, the history of peoples is but a lesson in mutual tolerance.
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History Lesson People Time Tolerance
Since the same human mire remains beneath, does not all civilization reduce itself to the superiority of smelling nice and living well?
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Beneath Civilization Human Live Smell
The only basis for living is believing in life, loving it, and applying the whole force of one’s intellect to know it better.
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Believe Better Force Intellect Live Love
The vague torment of ambition.
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Ambition One Liner
Truth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.
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Stop Truth Way
Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest.
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Civilization Fall Myself Perfection Priest Stone
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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Fear Fools School Teaching Wrong
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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Divine Future Greatness Justice Light Sun Truth

Perfection is such a nuisance that I often regret having cured myself of using tobacco.

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