He who desires nothing, hopes for nothing, and is afraid of nothing, cannot be an artist.
ANTON CHEKHOVBe sure not to discuss your hero’s state of mind. Make it clear from his actions.
More Anton Chekhov Quotes
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It’s easier to ask for money from the poor than from the wealthy.
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Better to perish from fools than to accept praises from them.
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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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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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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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Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out.
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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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When a person is born, he can embark on only one of three roads of life: if you go right, the wolves will eat you; if you go left, you’ll eat the wolves; if you go straight, you’ll eat yourself.
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Write only of what is important and eternal.
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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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Oh, I have now a mania for shortness. Whatever I read – my own or other people’s works – it all seems to me not short enough.
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I observed that after marriage people cease to be curious.
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In short stories it is better to say not enough than to say too much, because, because–I don’t know why.
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Lying is the same as alcoholism. Liars prevaricate even on their deathbeds.
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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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