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If our life has a meaning, an aim, it has nothing to do with our personal happiness, but something wiser and greater.

Anton Chekhov

Each of us is full of too many wheels, screws and valves to permit us to judge one another on a first impression or by two or three external signs.
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Appearance Character Impression Judgment Sign
The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths.
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Illusion Imagination Truth Worth
Money, like vodka, turns a person into an eccentric.
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Money Person
In short stories it is better to say not enough than to say too much, because, because–I don’t know why.
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Better Enough Myself Reason Story
Only one who loves can remember so well.
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Love Oneself Relationship Remember
It’s very hard, feeling that you’re no more than a piece of unwanted furniture in this world.
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Feeling Furniture Hard Pieces World
The snow has not yet left the earth but spring is already asking to enter your heart.
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Earth Heart Snow Spring Yourself
Oh, I have now a mania for shortness. Whatever I read – my own or other people’s works – it all seems to me not short enough.
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Myself People Reading Short Work
I kept thinking how marvellous it would be if I could somehow tear my heart, which felt so heavy, out of my chest.
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Feeling Heart Heart Broken Marvelous Myself Thinking
Brevity – the sister of talent.
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One Liner Talent
My love is like a stone tied round my neck; it’s dragging me down to the bottom; but I love my stone. I can’t live without it.
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Live Love Myself Neck Stone
In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly. But with human beings it is the other way round: a lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar.
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Animal Growth Human Love Nature
You will not become a saint through other people’s sins.
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People Sin Yourself
Write only of what is important and eternal.
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Forever Important One Liner Poet Writing
I don’t understand anything about the ballet; all I know is that during the intervals the ballerinas stink like horses.
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Animal Horse Interval Myself Smell Understand
What a fine weather today! Can’t choose whether to drink tea or to hang myself.
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Choice Drink Fine Myself Weather

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