Brevity – the sister of talent.
ANTON CHEKHOVMedicine is my lawful wife and literature my mistress; when I get tired of one, I spend the night with the other.
More Anton Chekhov Quotes
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Write only of what is important and eternal.
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It’s not a matter of old or new forms; a person writes without thinking about any forms, he writes because it flows freely from his soul.
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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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The task of a writer is not to solve the problem but to state the problem correctly.
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The more refined one is, the more unhappy.
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What seems to us serious, significant and important will, in future times, be forgotten or won’t seem important at all.
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The snow has not yet left the earth but spring is already asking to enter your heart.
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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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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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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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All saints have past and all sinners have a future.
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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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There are plenty of good people, but only a very, very few are precise and disciplined.
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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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When a person expends the least amount of motion on one action, that is grace.
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