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Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.

Anton Chekhov

The unhappy are egotistical, base, unjust, cruel, and even less capable of understanding one another than are idiots. Unhappiness does not unite people, but separates them.
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Cruelty Ego Happiness People Seperate Understand Unity White
The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles.
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Destruction Hate Small Vice World
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
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
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
A good person will feel guilty even before a dog.
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Dog Goodness Guilty Person
The task of a writer is not to solve the problem but to state the problem correctly.
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Correction Problem Solve State Writing
Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.
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Experience Feeling Himself Love Normal Representation State
Do you see that tree? It is dead but it still sways in the wind with the others. I think it would be like that with me. That if I died I would still be part of life in one way or another.
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Death Life Myself See Thinking Tree Wind
When a person expends the least amount of motion on one action, that is grace.
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Action Grace Motion Oneself Person
Better to perish from fools than to accept praises from them.
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Acceptance Better Fools Ourselves
This life of ours, human life is like a flower gloriously blooming in a meadow: along comes a goat, eats it up–no more flower.
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Flower Glorious Human Life Meadow Ourselves
Three o’clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars. I can’t sleep, I am so happy.
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Happiness Morning Myself Nature Night Sleep
The problem is that we attempt to solve the simplest questions cleverly, thereby rendering them unusually complex. One should seekthe simple solution.
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Problem Question Simplicity Solution Solve
If in the first act you introduce a gun, by the third act you have to use it.
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Act Gun Introduction Weapon Yourself
They say philosophers and wise men are indifferent. Wrong. Indifference is a paralysis of the soul, a premature death.
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Death Different Man Philosophy Wisdom

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