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Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them.

Emile Zola

Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them.
EMILE ZOLA

Force Government Literature
Nothing develops intelligence like travel.
EMILE ZOLA

Development Intelligence Travel
Truth is on the march, and nothing will stop it.
EMILE ZOLA

Stop Truth Way
I would rather die of passion than of boredom.
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Boredom Death Myself Passion
The only basis for living is believing in life, loving it, and applying the whole force of one’s intellect to know it better.
EMILE ZOLA

Believe Better Force Intellect Live Love
An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
EMILE ZOLA

Enough Life Time Woman Young
The word realist means nothing to me, because I would subordinate reality to temperament. Give me what is true and I applaud; but give me what is individual and alive and I applaud even more.
EMILE ZOLA

Myself Praise Reality Temperature True Word
The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.
EMILE ZOLA

Grave Illusion Oneself Past
Art for me…is a negation of society, an affirmation of the individual, outside of all the rules and all the demands of society.
EMILE ZOLA

Affirmation Art Demand Negotiation Rule Society
I am an artist. I am here to live out loud.
EMILE ZOLA

Artist Live Loud Myself
Since the same human mire remains beneath, does not all civilization reduce itself to the superiority of smelling nice and living well?
EMILE ZOLA

Beneath Civilization Human Live Smell
Lovers are made by a kiss.
EMILE ZOLA

Kiss Lover One Liner
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.
EMILE ZOLA

Creation Distress People Sadness
It all seemed a hollow sham now – that strict code, that conscientious virtue that condemned her to the sterile joys of pious women! No, no, she’d had enough of that; she wanted to live!
EMILE ZOLA

Enough Happiness Hollow Joy Live Strict Virtue Woman
The vague torment of ambition.
EMILE ZOLA

Ambition One Liner
The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
EMILE ZOLA

Journey Road Struggle

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