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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.

Anton Chekhov

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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Body Freedom Health Holy Human Intelligence Manifestation Talent Violence
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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Feeling Heart Heart Broken Marvelous Myself Thinking
There is nothing more awful, insulting, and depressing than banality.
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Boredom Depression Insult
Even while lying, you’ll be believed if you speak with authority.
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Authority Believe Lying Talk Yourself
The secret of boring people lies in telling them everything.
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Boredom Lying People Secret
If in the first act you introduce a gun, by the third act you have to use it.
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Act Gun Introduction Weapon Yourself
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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Author Beginning End Experience Lying Ourselves Story Writing
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
Everyone has the same God; only people differ.
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Difference God People Philosophy Religious
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
I have the feeling that I’ve seen everything, but failed to notice the elephants.
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Animal Elephant Failure Feeling Myself Notice
The government is not God. It does not have the right to take away that which it can’t return even if it wants to.
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God Government Himself Return Right
My love is like a stone tied round my neck; it’s dragging me down to the bottom; but I love my stone. I can’t live without it.
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Live Love Myself Neck Stone
Love, respect, and friendship do unite a people as well as a common hatred does.
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Friendship Hate Love Respect
The role of the artist is to ask questions, not answer them.
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Answer Artist Question Role
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.
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Death Life Myself See Thinking Tree Wind

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