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You ask me what life is. That’s like asking what a carrot is. A carrot is a carrot, and there’s nothing more to know.

Anton Chekhov

Love, friendship and respect do not unite people as much as common hatred for something.
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Friendship Hate Love People Respect Unity
Be sure not to discuss your hero’s state of mind. Make it clear from his actions.
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Action Discussion Hero Himself Mindset State
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
The aim of fiction is absolute and honest truth.
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Absolute Fiction Honesty Truth
A good person will feel guilty even before a dog.
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Dog Goodness Guilty Person
The happy man only feels at ease because the unhappy bear their burden in silence. Without this silence, happiness would be impossible.
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Easy Feeling Happiness Impossible Man Silence
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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Beautiful Dignity Earth Exception Human Life Ourselves Purpose
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
There are plenty of good people, but only a very, very few are precise and disciplined.
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Discipline Goodness People Precise
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
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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Appearance Character Impression Judgment Sign
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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Myself People Reading Short Work
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
An artist observes, selects, guesses, and synthesizes.
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Artist Guess Observation Select
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
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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Flow Freedom Himself Old Person Soul Writing

You ask me what life is. That’s like asking what a carrot is. A carrot is a carrot, and there’s nothing more to know.

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