Quotes from Émile Zola

inlaid in Florentine mosaic, the very flower-stands placed in the recesses of the windows, oozed and sweated with gold. At the four corners of the room were four great lamps placed on pedestals of red marble, to which they were fastened by chains of bronze gilt, that fell with symmetrical grace. And from the ceiling hung three lustres with crystal pendants, streaming with drops of blue and pink light, whose hot glare drew a responding gleam from all the gold in the room.

What is art, after all, if not simply giving out what you have inside you? Didn't it all boil down to sticking a female in front of you and painting her as you feel she is?

What misery! and all these girls, broken by fatigue, were silly enough to come here at night and make babies, more flesh to toil and suffer! It would never end while they went on getting themselves filled with starvelings.Ought they rather not stop up their wombs and close their thighs tight against approaching disaster? But then, perhaps he was only harbouring these dismal thoughts because he resented being alone, when all the others were pairing off to take their pleasure.

Ne dis pas ces choses, répétait-elle, car je n'aurais plus la force de te quitter, je resterais là... Donne moi du courage plutôt; dis-moi que nous nous verrons encore...

Quand mes mains te prennent, elles ne tiennent qu'un rien de ton être... Où es-tu donc tout entière, pour que j'aille t'y chercher ?

Vous ne le voyez pas, lorsqu'il baisse lentement les paupières, comme pour éteindre ses yeux.

La nuit tombait, le jardin n'était plus qu'un grand cercueil d'ombre.

When a man was honest in his dealings, you could forgive him the rest.

Decididamente, ela era encantadora. Assim que acabasse de comer, tomá-la-ia em seus braços e beijaria aqueles lábios grossos e róseos. Era a resolução de um tímido, um pensamento de violência que chegava a estrangular-lhe a voz.

Le había quedado, de los tiempos en los que soñaba con dedicarse a la literatura y se juntaba con poetas, una desesperación universal.

For Madame Raquin, there was such a fathomless depth in this thought, that she could neither reason it out, nor grasp it clearly. She experienced but one sensation, that of a horrible disaster; it seemed to her that she was falling into a dark, cold hole. And she said to herself: "I shall be smashed to pieces at the bottom.

Bir tek tutkum var; Bunca ac?lar çeken ve mutluluÄŸa hakk? olan insanl?k ad?na duyduÄŸum ayd?nl?k tutkusu. CoÅŸkulu protestom, yüreÄŸimden kopan ç??l?ktan baÅŸka bir ÅŸey deÄŸildir. Beni a??r ceza mahkemesi önüne ç?karmay? göze als?nlar ve herkesin önünde soruÅŸturma aç?ls?n! Bekliyorum.

Pero es que no ve lo que estoy sufriendo?... Que estupidez, ¿verdad? ¡Sufro como un niño!

Ey adalet, ne korkunç bir umutsuzlukla s?k?l?yor insan?n yüreÄŸi!

Dígame si tengo que ponerme de rodillas para conmoverle el corazón.

Prends garde, mon garçon, on en meurt.

Mezarl?k boÅŸtu,karlar?n üzerinde ayak izlerinden baÅŸka bir ÅŸey kalmam??t?.Ölü Jeanne,Paris'in kar??s?nda sonsuza kadar yaln?z kal?yordu.

The ground was shaking beneath their feet and they clung to the resolutions they had made in calmer moments, to avoid plunging into the abyss.

Ce fut une jouissance mêlée de remords, une de ces jouissances de catholique que la peur de l'enfer aiguillonne dans le péché.

Ses peintures sont blondes et lumineuses, d'une pâleur solide. La lumière tombe blanche et large, éclairant les objets d'une façon douce

Foucarmont had twice fought duels, and he was in consequence most politely treated and admitted into every circle.

Il serait beaucoup plus intéressant de comparer cette peinture simplifiée avec les gravures japonaises qui lui ressemblent par leur élégance étrange et leurs taches magnifiques. L'impression première que produit une toile d'Edouard Manet est un peu dure. On n'est pas habitué à voir des traductions aussi simples et aussi sincères de la réalité.

Wasn't it true that the moment two women were together in the presence of their lovers their first idea was to do one another out of them? It was a law of nature!

The ladies had reached that vaguely melancholy hour when they felt it necessary to tell each other their histories.