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Émile Édouard Charles Antoine Zola (/ˈzoʊlə/; French: [e.mil zo.la]; 2 April 1840 – 29 September 1902) was a French novelist, playwright, journalist, the best-known practitioner of the literary school of naturalism, and an important contributor to the development of theatrical naturalism. He was a major figure in the political liberalization of France and in the exoneration of the falsely accused and convicted army officer Alfred Dreyfus, which is encapsulated in the renowned newspaper headline J'accuse. Zola was nominated for the first and second Nobel Prize in Literature in 1901 and 1902.

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Don't go looking at me like that because you'll wear your eyes out.

Eye, Eyes, Like, Looking, Wear

What will be the death of me are buillabaisses, food spiced with pimiento, shellfish, and a load of exquisite rubbish which I eat in disproportionate quantities.

Rubbish, Shellfish, Exquisite, Pimiento, Spiced, Eat

If I cannot overwhelm with my quality, I will overwhelm with my quantity.

Overwhelm, Quality, Quality Not Quantity, Quantity

A new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure.

Blood, Founded, Good Man, Manure, Struggle

The only basis for living is believing in life, loving it, and applying the whole force of one's intellect to know it better.

Art, Believe, Believing, Know, Philosophy, Whole

The word realist means nothing to me, because I would subordinate reality to temperament. Give me what is true and I applaud; but give me what is individual and alive and I applaud even more.

Giving, Mean, Realist, Reality, Subordinate

Blow the candle out, I don't need to see what my thoughts look like.

Blow, Like, Look, Looks, Needs, Thoughts

Oh, that's typical of you modern young men; you've nibbled at science and it's made you ill, because you've not been able to satisfy that old craving for the absolute that you absorbed in your nurseries. You'd like science to give you all the answers at one go, whereas we're only just beginning to understand it, and it'll probably never be anything but an eternal quest. And so you repudiate science, you fall back on religion, and religion won't have you any more. Then you relapse into pessimism. . . Yes, it's the disease of our age, of the end of the century: you're all inverted Werthers.

Absorbed, Beginning, Fall, Men, Nurse, Typical

When a peasant begins to feel the need for instruction, he usually becomes fiercely calculating.

Begins, Fiercely, Instruction, Needs, Peasant, Peasants

A ruined man fell from her hands like a ripe fruit, to lie rotting on the ground.

Hands, Lying, Man, Men, Rotting, Ruined

The conclusion does not belong to the artist.

Artist, Belong, Conclusion, Doe

My fiery protest is simply the cry of my very soul.

Cry, Fiery, Protest, Soul

When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another's lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.

Feelings, Kiss, Kissing, Lips, Lovers

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?

Dog, Everyone, Heart, Meet, Pity, Touched

Governments are suspicious of literature because it is a force that eludes them.

Elude, Eludes, Government, Governments, Literature, Suspicious

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.

Animal, Animals, Appearing, Fate, Fear, Men

I would rather die of passion than of boredom.

Boredom, Die, Inspirational, Life, Passion, Positive

Since the same human mire remains beneath, does not all civilization reduce itself to the superiority of smelling nice and living well?

Civilization, Doe, Mire, Nice, Remains

From the moment I start a new novel, life's just one endless torture. The first few chapters may go fairly well and I may feel there's still a chance to prove my worth, but that feeling soon disappears and every day I feel less and less satisfied.

Chance, Feelings, Firsts, May, Novel, Worth

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.

Enjoyment, Grow, Jobs, Make, Might, Trying

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