Émile Zola

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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

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I would rather die of passion than of boredom

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Civilization will not attain to its perfection until the last stone from the last church falls on the last priest

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The artist is nothing without the gift, but the gift is nothing without work

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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