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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.

Anton Chekhov

Lying is the same as alcoholism. Liars prevaricate even on their deathbeds.
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Alcohol Bed Death Lying
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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Appreciation Fruit Learning Ourselves Time Tree
Faith is an aptitude of the spirit. It is, in fact, a talent: you must be born with it.
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Aptitude Born Fact Faith Spirit Talent Yourself
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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Better Enough Myself Reason Story
When a person expends the least amount of motion on one action, that is grace.
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Action Grace Motion Oneself Person
To judge between good or bad, between successful and unsuccessful would take the eye of a God.
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Eyes God Goodness Judgment Success
Even while lying, you’ll be believed if you speak with authority.
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Authority Believe Lying Talk Yourself
Try to reason about love, and you will lose your reason.
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Lose Love Reason Try Yourself
You will not become a saint through other people’s sins.
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People Sin Yourself
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
The teacher must be an actor, an artist,passionately in love with his work.
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Actor Artist Love Passion Teacher Work
Life on earth is inconceivable without trees.
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Earth Life Nature Tree
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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Follow Friendship Man Stage Woman
When asked, “Why do you always wear black?”, he said, “I am mourning for my life.
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Black Color Deep Life Mourning Myself
It’s very hard, feeling that you’re no more than a piece of unwanted furniture in this world.
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Feeling Furniture Hard Pieces World
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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Feeling Himself Myself Original Shoes Women

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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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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