If you shut up truth, and bury it underground, it will but grow.
EMILE ZOLAWhen you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
More Emile Zola Quotes
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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 would rather die of passion than of boredom.
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When you have a sorrow that is too great it leaves no room for any other.
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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!
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She might have liked to try to strangle him with those slender fingers of hers, but she wanted to make a job of it and this great patience with which she waited for her claws to grow was in itself a form of enjoyment.
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I do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
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The day is not far off when one ordinary carrot may be pregnant with revolution.
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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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When truth is buried, it grows. It chokes. It gathers such an explosive force that on the day it bursts out, it blows up everything with it.
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The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one’s toes on the gravestones.
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If people can just love each other a little bit, they can be so happy.
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One forges one’s style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
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I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don’t care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity.
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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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In Paris, everything’s for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
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