What seems to us serious, significant and important will, in future times, be forgotten or won’t seem important at all.
ANTON CHEKHOVI don’t understand anything about the ballet; all I know is that during the intervals the ballerinas stink like horses.
More Anton Chekhov Quotes
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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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What a fine weather today! Can’t choose whether to drink tea or to hang myself.
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The 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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An artist observes, selects, guesses, and synthesizes.
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If you wish women to love you be original; I know a man who used to wear felt boots summer and winter & women fell in love with him.
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There should be more sincerity and heart in human relations, more silence and simplicity in our interactions. Be rude when you’re angry, laugh when something is funny, and answer when you’re asked.
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We learn about life not from plusses alone, but from minuses as well.
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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 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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Let us learn to appreciate there will be times when the trees will be bare, and look forward to the time when we may pick the fruit.
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He who desires nothing, hopes for nothing, and is afraid of nothing, cannot be an artist.
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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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Knowledge is of no value unless you put it into practice.
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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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Write, write, write-till your fingers break.
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