Yes! live life with every fibre of one’s being, surrender oneself to it, with no thoughts of rebellion, without deluding oneself that one can improve it and render it painless.
EMILE ZOLAIf people can just love each other a little bit, they can be so happy.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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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!
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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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My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.
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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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I 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.
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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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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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The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work.
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It is not I who am strong, it is reason, it is truth.
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If I cannot overwhelm with my quality, I will overwhelm with my quantity.
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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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An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
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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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Let us eat, drink and satisfy our coarse appetites, but let us keep our souls sacred and apart.
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Sin ought to be something exquisite, my dear boy.
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