My own experience is that once a story has been written, one has to cross out the beginning and the end. It is there that we authors do most of our lying.
ANTON CHEKHOVOh, 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.
More Anton Chekhov Quotes
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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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The task of a writer is not to solve the problem but to state the problem correctly.
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If in the first act you introduce a gun, by the third act you have to use it.
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Lying is the same as alcoholism. Liars prevaricate even on their deathbeds.
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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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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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People are far more sincere and good-humored at speeding their parting guests than on meeting them.
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Love, respect, and friendship do unite a people as well as a common hatred does.
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To judge between good or bad, between successful and unsuccessful would take the eye of a God.
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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.
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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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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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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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You will not become a saint through other people’s sins.
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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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