When a person is born, he can embark on only one of three roads of life: if you go right, the wolves will eat you; if you go left, you’ll eat the wolves; if you go straight, you’ll eat yourself.
ANTON CHEKHOVThe task of a writer is not to solve the problem but to state the problem correctly.
More Anton Chekhov Quotes
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When asked, “Why do you always wear black?”, he said, “I am mourning for my life.
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Do silly things. Foolishness is a great deal more vital and healthy than our straining and striving after a meaningful life.
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You only have to start a job of work to realize how few decent, honest folk there are about.
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Medicine is my lawful wife and literature my mistress; when I get tired of one, I spend the night with the other.
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I observed that after marriage people cease to be curious.
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The aim of fiction is absolute and honest truth.
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Be sure not to discuss your hero’s state of mind. Make it clear from his actions.
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All saints have past and all sinners have a future.
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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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My holy of holies is the human body, health, intelligence, talent, inspiration, love, and absolute freedom–freedom from violence and falsehood, no matter how the last two manifest themselves.
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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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You ask me what life is. That’s like asking what a carrot is. A carrot is a carrot, and there’s nothing more to know.
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People are far more sincere and good-humored at speeding their parting guests than on meeting them.
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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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I have the feeling that I’ve seen everything, but failed to notice the elephants.
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