The task of a writer is not to solve the problem but to state the problem correctly.
ANTON CHEKHOVOnly during hard times do people come to understand how difficult it is to be master of their feelings and thoughts.
More Anton Chekhov Quotes
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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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Just as I shall lie alone in the grave, so, in essence, do I live alone.
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There is nothing more awful, insulting, and depressing than banality.
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To regard one’s immortality as an exchange of matter is as strange as predicting the future of a violin case once the expensive violin it held has broken and lost its worth.
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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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He is an emancipated thinker who is not afraid to write foolish things.
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If I had listened to the critics I’d have died drunk in the gutter
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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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It is easy to be a philosopher in academia, but it is very difficult to be a philosopher in life.
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Every person lives his real, most interesting life under the cover of secrecy.
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Without a knowledge of languages you feel as if you don’t have a passport.
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Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out.
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People should be beautiful in every way – in their faces, in the way they dress, in their thoughts, and in their innermost selves.
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Faith is an aptitude of the spirit. It is, in fact, a talent: you must be born with it.
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This life of ours, human life is like a flower gloriously blooming in a meadow: along comes a goat, eats it up–no more flower.
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