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.
ANTON CHEKHOVWhen 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.
More Anton Chekhov Quotes
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The more refined one is, the more unhappy.
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Man is what he believes.
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Not one of our mortal gauges is suitable for evaluating non-existence, for making judgments about that which is not a person.
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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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Everything should be first-rate in a person, his face, clothes, soul and thoughts.
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If our life has a meaning, an aim, it has nothing to do with our personal happiness, but something wiser and greater.
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I have the feeling that I’ve seen everything, but failed to notice the elephants.
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There is nothing more awful, insulting, and depressing than banality.
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Doctors are just the same as lawyers; the only difference is that lawyers merely rob you, whereas doctors rob you and kill you too.
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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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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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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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It’s very hard, feeling that you’re no more than a piece of unwanted furniture in this world.
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The more cultured a man, the less fortunate he is.
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What a fine weather today! Can’t choose whether to drink tea or to hang myself.
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