Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.
ANTON CHEKHOVMy 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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I expect I shall be a student to the end of my days.
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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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It’s very hard, feeling that you’re no more than a piece of unwanted furniture in this world.
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Money, like vodka, turns a person into an eccentric.
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I have the feeling that I’ve seen everything, but failed to notice the elephants.
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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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You confuse two things: solving a problem and stating a problem correctly. It is only the second that is obligatory for an artist.
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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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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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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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It’s easier to ask for money from the poor than from the wealthy.
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Write only of what is important and eternal.
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Try to reason about love, and you will lose your reason.
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There is nothing more awful, insulting, and depressing than banality.
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A good upbringing means not that you won’t spill sauce on the tablecloth, but that you won’t notice it when someone else does.
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