There are plenty of good people, but only a very, very few are precise and disciplined.
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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Nothing can be accomplished by logic and ethics.
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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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The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths.
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He is an emancipated thinker who is not afraid to write foolish things.
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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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A good person will feel guilty even before a dog.
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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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To regard one’s immortality as an exchange of matter is as strange as predicting the future of a violin case once the expensive violin it held has broken and lost its worth.
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It is easy to be a philosopher in academia, but it is very difficult to be a philosopher in life.
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The happy man only feels at ease because the unhappy bear their burden in silence. Without this silence, happiness would be impossible.
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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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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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You only have to start a job of work to realize how few decent, honest folk there are about.
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A man and a woman marry because both of them do not know what to do with themselves.
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Lying is the same as alcoholism. Liars prevaricate even on their deathbeds.
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