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Anton Chekhov

"And only now, when he was gray-haired, had he fallen in love properly, thoroughly, for the first time in his life."

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"And only now, when he was gray-haired, had he fallen in love properly, thoroughly, for the first time in his life."

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"With shrunken fingerswe ate our oranges and bread,shivering in the parked car;though we know we had neverbeen there before,we knew we had been there before."

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"Salvation is neither human effort nor desire."

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"Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low."

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"Love and attraction is the magnetic language of the heart."

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"Let your love be the light of your life. Now enlighten the whole world with the brightness of that light."

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"The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much. In public affairs, in the rebuilding of civilization, something less dramatic and emotional is needed, namely tolerance."

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"I never wanted children. If I'd been deeply in love with a man and he'd wanted children, it would have been difficult."

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"When you find love you will know. It will be the one thing worth waiting for."

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"Love! In the midst of ugliness, you're my beauty."

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"Either let me love more or let me go."

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"When you're thirsty and it seems that you could drink the entire ocean that's faith; when you start to drink and finish only a glass or two that's science."
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"Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass."
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"You have lost your reason and taken the wrong path. You have taken lies for truth, and hideousness for beauty. You would marvel if, owing to strange events of some sorts, frogs and lizards suddenly grew on apple and orange trees instead of fruit, or if roses began to smell like a sweating horse; so I marvel at you who exchange heaven for earth. I don't want to understand you."
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"I long to embrace, to include in my own short life, all that is accessible to man."
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"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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"Life does not agree with philosophy: There is no happiness that is not idleness, and only what is useless is pleasurable."
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"Anna Petrovna: Kolya, my dearest, stay at home.Ivanov: My love, my unhappy darling, I beg you, don't stop me going out in the evenings. It's cruel and unjust on my part, but let me commit that injustice. It's an agony for me at home. As soon as the sun disappears, my spirit begins to be weighed down by depression. What depression! Don't ask why. I myself don't know. I swear by God's truth I don't know. Here I'm in anguish, I go to the Lebedevs and there it's still worse; I return from there and here it's depression again, and so all night... Simply despair!"
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"It's easier to write about Socrates than about a young woman or a cook."
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"For the salvation of his soul the Muslim digs a well. It would be a fine thing if each of us were to leave behind a school, or a well, or something of the sort, so that life would not pass by and retreat into eternity without a trace."
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"In short, the man displayed a constant and insurmountable impulse to wrap himself in a covering, to make himself, so to speak, a case which would isolate him and protect him from external influences. Reality irritated him, frightened him, kept him in continual agitation, and, perhaps to justify his timidity, his aversion for the actual, he always praised the past and what had never existed; and even the classical languages which he taught were in reality for him goloshes and umbrellas in which he sheltered himself from real life."
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