Emile Zola Quotes
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Lovers are made by a kiss.
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Why is it that my heart is so touched whenever I meet a dog lost in our noisy streets? Why do I feel such anguished pity when I see one of these creatures coming and going, sniffing everyone, frightened, despairing of even finding its master?
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The road to Lourdes is littered with crutches, but not one wooden leg.
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If people can just love each other a little bit, they can be so happy.
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People like comfort; that's natural. But as for making money simply for the sake of making it, and giving yourself far more trouble and anxiety to gain it than you can ever get pleasure from it when it's gained, why, as for me, I'd rather sit still and cross my arms.
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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.
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Art is a corner of creation seen through a temperament.
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The fear of life, the fear of burdens and of duties, of annoyances and of catastrophes! The fear of life, which makes us, through dread of its sufferings, refuse its joys. Ah! I tell you, this cowardliness enrages me; I cannot forgive it. We must live - live a complete life - live all our life.
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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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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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My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.
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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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Vines will be planted, corn will spring up, a whole growth of new crops; and people will still fall in love in vintages and harvests yet to come. Life is eternal; it is a perpetual renewal of birth and growth.
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One forges one's style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
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In Paris, everything's for sale: wise virgins, foolish virgins, truth and lies, tears and smiles.
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I do not despair in the least of ultimate triumph. I repeat it with intense conviction.
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Man's highest duty is to protect animals from cruelty.
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When people have not the same ideas, it is certainly better not to talk about them.
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Inability, human incapacity, is the only boundary to an art.
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Sin ought to be something exquisite, my dear boy.
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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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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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It was always the same; other people gave up loving before she did. They got spoilt, or else they went away; in any case, they were partly to blame. Why did it happen so? She herself never changed; when she loved anyone, it was for life. She could not understand desertion; it was something so huge, so monstrous that the notion of it made her little heart break.
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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!