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Try to reason about love, and you will lose your reason.

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
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
The more cultured a man, the less fortunate he is.
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Culture Fortunate Himself Man
The secret of boring people lies in telling them everything.
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Boredom Lying People Secret
For God’s sake, have some self-respect and do not run off at the mouth if your brain is out to lunch.
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Brain God Lunch Mouth Respect
A man and a woman marry because both of them do not know what to do with themselves.
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Alone Mad Marriage Togetherness Woman
If you wish women to love you be original; I know a man who used to wear felt boots summer and winter & women fell in love with him.
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Feeling Himself Myself Original Shoes Women
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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Angry Answer Funny Heart Human Laughter Sincere Yourself
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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Cure Myself Offering People Remedy Thinking
Try to reason about love, and you will lose your reason.
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Lose Love Reason Try Yourself
Life on earth is inconceivable without trees.
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Earth Life Nature Tree
When asked, “Why do you always wear black?”, he said, “I am mourning for my life.
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Black Color Deep Life Mourning Myself
An artist observes, selects, guesses, and synthesizes.
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Artist Guess Observation Select
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
A woman can become a man’s friend only in the following stages – first an acquantaince, next a mistress, and only then a friend.
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Follow Friendship Man Stage Woman
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

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