A good upbringing means not that you won't spill sauce on the tablecloth, but that you won't notice it when someone else does. Anton Chekhov More Quotes by Anton Chekhov More Quotes From Anton Chekhov I've never been in love. I've dreamt of it day and night, but my heart is like a fine piano no one can play because the key is lost. Anton Chekhov keys heart night Only entropy comes easy. Anton Chekhov difficulty adversity easy It's even pleasant to be sick when you know that there are people who await your recovery as they might await a holiday. Anton Chekhov recovery holiday people To harbor spiteful feelings against ordinary people for not being heroes is possible only for narrow-minded or embittered man. Anton Chekhov hero men people The world is, of course, nothing but our conception of it. Anton Chekhov metaphysics existentialism world Narrative prose is a legal wife, while drama is a posturing, boisterous, cheeky and wearisome mistress. Anton Chekhov mistress wife drama They say philosophers and wise men are indifferent. Wrong. Indifference is a paralysis of the soul, a premature death. Anton Chekhov soul wise men Pharisaism, obtuseness and tyranny reign not only in the homes of merchants and in jails; I see it in science, in literature, and among youth. I consider any emblem or label a prejudice.... My holy of holies is the human body, health, intellect, talent, inspiration, love and the most absolute of freedoms, the freedom from force and falsity in whatever forms they might appear. Anton Chekhov freedom inspiration home He had two lives: one, open, seen and known by all who cared to know, full of relative truth and of relative falsehood, exactly like the lives of his friends and acquaintances; and another life running its course in secret. And through some strange, perhaps accidental, conjunction of circumstances, everything that was essential, of interest and of value to him, everything in which he was sincere and did not deceive himself, everything that made the kernel of his life, was hidden from other people. Anton Chekhov running two people If ever my life can be of any use to you, come and claim it. Anton Chekhov claims ifs use Critics are like horse-flies which hinder the horses in their plowing of the soil. The horse works, all its muscles drawn tight like the strings on a double-bass, and a fly settles on his flanks and tickles and buzzes. And what does the fly buzz about? It scarcely knows itself; simply because it is restless and wants to proclaim: 'Look, I too am living on the earth. See, I can buzz, too, buzz about anything.' Anton Chekhov double-bass horse doe You only have to start a job of work to realize how few decent, honest folk there are about. Anton Chekhov honest inspirational jobs These people have learned not from books, but in the fields, in the wood, on the river bank. Their teachers have been the birds themselves, when they sang to them, the sun when it left a glow of crimson behind it at setting, the very trees, and wild herbs. Anton Chekhov rivers teacher book I have no faith in our hypocritical, false, hysterical, uneducated and lazy intelligentsia when they suffer and complain: their oppression comes from within. I believe in individual people. I see salvation in discrete individuals, intellectuals and peasants, strewn hither and yon throughout Russia. They have the strength, although there are few of them. Anton Chekhov russia integrity believe A woman is fascinated not by art but by the noise made by those in the field. Anton Chekhov fields noise art Write, write, write-till your fingers break. Anton Chekhov fingers break writing Man is what he believes. Anton Chekhov motivational inspirational believe In Moscow you sit in a huge room at a restaurant; you know no one and no one knows you, and at the same time you don't feel a stranger. But here you know everyone and everyone knows you, and yet you are a stranger - a stranger... A stranger, and lonely... Anton Chekhov moscow lonely rooms The time's come: there's a terrific thunder-cloud advancing upon us, a mighty storm is coming to freshen us up....It's going to blow away all this idleness and indifference, and prejudice against work....I'm going to work, and in twenty-five or thirty years' time every man and woman will be working. Anton Chekhov change blow men When one sees one of the romantic creatures before him he imagines he is looking at some holy being, so wonderful that its one breath could dissolve him in a sea of a thousand charms and delights; but if one looks into the soul -- it's nothing but a common crocodile. Anton Chekhov women soul sea
