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I kept thinking how marvellous it would be if I could somehow tear my heart, which felt so heavy, out of my chest.

Anton Chekhov

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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Body Freedom Health Holy Human Intelligence Manifestation Talent Violence
Man will become better when you show him what he is like.
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Better Himself Man
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
In all the universe nothing remains permanent and unchanged but the spirit.
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Change Permanent Spirit Universe
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
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
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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Character Childhood Goodness Manner Notice
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
There are plenty of good people, but only a very, very few are precise and disciplined.
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Discipline Goodness People Precise
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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Forget Future Important Serious Time Willing
Write, write, write-till your fingers break.
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Break Fingers Poet Writing Yourself
It’s easier to ask for money from the poor than from the wealthy.
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Easy Money Poor Wealth
It’s very hard, feeling that you’re no more than a piece of unwanted furniture in this world.
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Feeling Furniture Hard Pieces World
In short stories it is better to say not enough than to say too much, because, because–I don’t know why.
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Better Enough Myself Reason Story
The snow has not yet left the earth but spring is already asking to enter your heart.
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Earth Heart Snow Spring Yourself
To judge between good or bad, between successful and unsuccessful would take the eye of a God.
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Eyes God Goodness Judgment Success

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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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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