The happy man only feels at ease because the unhappy bear their burden in silence. Without this silence, happiness would be impossible.
ANTON CHEKHOVThe world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles.
More Anton Chekhov Quotes
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All saints have past and all sinners have a future.
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To regard one’s immortality as an exchange of matter is as strange as predicting the future of a violin case once the expensive violin it held has broken and lost its worth.
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If in the first act you introduce a gun, by the third act you have to use it.
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Better to perish from fools than to accept praises from them.
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If there’s any illness for which people offer many remedies, you may be sure that particular illness is incurable, I think.
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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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There should be more sincerity and heart in human relations, more silence and simplicity in our interactions. Be rude when you’re angry, laugh when something is funny, and answer when you’re asked.
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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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Brevity – the sister of talent.
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The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it.
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What seems to us serious, significant and important will, in future times, be forgotten or won’t seem important at all.
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The teacher must be an actor, an artist,passionately in love with his work.
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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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Money, like vodka, turns a person into an eccentric.
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The government is not God. It does not have the right to take away that which it can’t return even if it wants to.
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