Do you see that tree? It is dead but it still sways in the wind with the others. I think it would be like that with me. That if I died I would still be part of life in one way or another.
ANTON CHEKHOVThe unhappy are egotistical, base, unjust, cruel, and even less capable of understanding one another than are idiots. Unhappiness does not unite people, but separates them.
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Every person lives his real, most interesting life under the cover of secrecy.
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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.
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Be sure not to discuss your hero’s state of mind. Make it clear from his actions.
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Everything on earth is beautiful, everything — except what we ourselves think and do when we forget the higher purposes of life and our own human dignity.
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I observed that after marriage people cease to be curious.
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It’s easier to ask for money from the poor than from the wealthy.
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There is something beautiful, touching and poetic when one person loves more than the other, and the other is indifferent.
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In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly. But with human beings it is the other way round: a lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar.
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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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I don’t understand anything about the ballet; all I know is that during the intervals the ballerinas stink like horses.
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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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Medicine is my lawful wife and literature my mistress; when I get tired of one, I spend the night with the other.
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Love, friendship and respect do not unite people as much as common hatred for something.
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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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There is nothing more awful, insulting, and depressing than banality.
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