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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.

Anton Chekhov

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
He who desires nothing, hopes for nothing, and is afraid of nothing, cannot be an artist.
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Afraid Artist Deep Desire Hope
People should be beautiful in every way – in their faces, in the way they dress, in their thoughts, and in their innermost selves.
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Beautiful Character Dress Face People Thinking Way
The secret of boring people lies in telling them everything.
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Boredom Lying People Secret
People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.
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Happiness Notice People Summer Winter
When all is said and done, no literature can outdo the cynicism of real life; you won’t intoxicate with one glass someone who has already drunk up a whole barrel.
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Alcohol Drink Life Literature Reality Yourself
Nothing can be accomplished by logic and ethics.
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Accomplishment Ethics Logic
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
The more cultured a man, the less fortunate he is.
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Culture Fortunate 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
There is something beautiful, touching and poetic when one person loves more than the other, and the other is indifferent.
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Beautiful Different Love Person Poetry Touch
Write, write, write-till your fingers break.
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Break Fingers Poet Writing Yourself
If you are afraid of loneliness, do not marry.
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Afraid Lonely Marriage Yourself
It’s not a matter of old or new forms; a person writes without thinking about any forms, he writes because it flows freely from his soul.
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Flow Freedom Himself Old Person Soul Writing
The problem is that we attempt to solve the simplest questions cleverly, thereby rendering them unusually complex. One should seekthe simple solution.
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Problem Question Simplicity Solution Solve
Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.
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Break Glass Light Moon Shine

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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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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