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1840–1902 France
Émile Édouard Charles Antoine Zola (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.
France Journalists Novelists Playwrights Also known as: Emile Zola, Zola, Zola, Emile, Dreyfus affair
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One forges one's style on the terrible anvil of daily deadlines.
Le Figaro (1881)
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 (1898)
He experienced keen pleasure mingled with remorse, the kind of pleasure known only to Catholics who, in the midst of sin, are goaded by the fear of hell.
Nana (1880)
Then Nana started on la Faloise at once. He had for some time been longing for the honour of being ruined by her in order to put the finishing stroke on his smartness.
Nana (1880)
Just as the frost that burns the crops, the hail that chops them down, the thunderstorms which batter them are all perhaps necessary, maybe blood and tears are needed to keep the world going.
La Terre (1887)
"You know, they’ll have their revenge."
Au Bonheur des Dames (1883)
It was like a lightning flash of passion, swift and blinding in a leaden sky.
Thérèse Raquin (1867)
Existence is so bitter for every one of us! Ought we not to forgive others much, my friend, if we wish to merit forgiveness ourselves?
Nana (1880)
He will be honored wherever men have souls that are free...
They were brutes, no doubt, but brutes who could not read, and who were dying of hunger.
Germinal (1885)
He was a young dandy, and his habiliments, even to his gloves, were entirely yellow.
Nana (1880)
She had not taken her hat off, and she wore a dark dress of an indecisive colour midway between puce and goose dripping.
Nana (1880)
The Russians had a great taste for her owing to her embonpoint.
Nana (1880)
The shelves had the melancholy emptiness and the false luxury of families where inferior meat is purchased so as to be able to put flowers on the table.
Pot-Bouille (1882)
If you shut up truth and bury it under the ground, it will but grow, and gather to itself such explosive power that the day it bursts through it will blow up everything in its way.
The curtain fell on an apotheosis, wherein the Cuckold's Chorus knelt and sang a hymn of gratitude to Venus, who stood there with smiling lips, her stature enhanced by her sovran nudity.
Nana (1880)
Men were springing up, a black avenging host was slowly germinating in the furrows, thrusting upward for the harvests of future ages. And very soon their germination would crack the earth asunder.
Germinal (1885)
Dreyfus is innocent. I swear it! I stake my life on it — my honor!
Like those antique monsters whose redoubtable domains were covered with skeletons, she rested her feet on human skulls. She was ringed round with catastrophes.
Nana (1880)
He wept for truth which was dead, for Heaven which was void. Beyond the marble walls and gleaming jewelled altars, the huge plaster Christ had no longer a single drop of blood in its veins.
Pot-Bouille (1882)
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