Emile Zola Quotes
Top 88 wise famous quotes and sayings by Emile Zola
Emile Zola Famous Quotes & Sayings
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A god of kindness would be charitable to all. Your god of wrath and punishment is but a monstrous phantasy.
Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest.
Has science ever retreated? No! It is Catholicism which has always retreated before her, and will always be forced to retreat.
Did not one spend the first half of one's days in dreams of happiness and the second half in regrets and terrors?
An entire lifetime would not be long enough for you to exhaust the glance of the young harvest-girl.
Why then should money be blamed for all the dirt and crimes it causes? For is love less filthy
love which creates life?
love which creates life?
I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don't care for the great centuries. All I care about is life, struggle, intensity.
Kings may usurp thrones, republics may be established, but the town scarcely stirs. Plassan sleeps while Paris fights.
Since the same human mire remains beneath, does not all civilization reduce itself to the superiority of smelling nice and living well?
But you said so yourself,the poor lass will die of it...Do you really want her to die?
'Yes, I'd rather she died than have a bad life.
'Yes, I'd rather she died than have a bad life.
When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another's lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.
These young people naturally grow up with ideas different from ours, for they are born for times when we shall no longer be here
Oh, the fools, like a lot of good little schoolboys, scared to death of anything they've been taught is wrong!
There are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman. One is born a poet. One becomes a craftsman.
Art for me ... is a negation of society, an affirmation of the individual, outside of all the rules and all the demands of society.
The only basis for living is believing in life, loving it, and applying the whole force of one's intellect to know it better.
He was possessed now with that obsession for the cross in which so many lips have worn themselves away on crucifixes.
The festivity had reached that apogee of joy when you face the happy fate of being crushed to death.
She was a virgin and a warrior, disdainful of the male, which was what eventually convinced people that she really must be off her head.
It is not necessary that one should humble oneself to deserve assistance, it is sufficient that one should suffer.
Did science promise happiness? I do not believe it. It promised truth, and the question is to know if we will ever make happiness with truth.
If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud.
She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.
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.
The passion for defiling things was inborn in her. It was not enough for her to destroy them, she had to soil them too.
She wanted to live, and live fully, and to give life, she who loved life! What was the good of existing, if you couldn't give yourself?
With his mouth open, he gave off that alcoholic smell that you get from an old brandy cask when you take out the bung.
O Almighty God, O Divinity, Helpful Power, whoever, whatever Thou mayst be, take pity upon poor mankind and make human suffering cease! All
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.
There's only one thing that warms my heart, and that is the thought that we are going to sweep away these bourgeois.
They dared not peer down into their own natures, down into the feverish confusion that filled their minds with a kind of dense, acrid mist.
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.
Paris, which the divine sun had sown with light, and where in glory waved the great future harvest of Truth and of Justice.