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Anton Chekhov

"And the existence is tedious, anyway; it is a senseless, dirty business, this life."

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"Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece."

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"When we are not sure we are alive."

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"The being that I shall be after death has no more reason to remember the man I have been since my birth than the latter to remember what I was before it."

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"It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality."

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"Of my conception I know only what you know of yours. It occurred in darkness and I was unconsenting... By some bleak alchemy what had been mere unbeing becomes death when life is mingled with it."

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"Life is too short, or too long, for me to allow myself the luxury of living it so badly."

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"If your existence does not make any difference, you are no more than a dead body."

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"Cut off as I am, it is inevitable that I should sometimes feel like a shadow walking in a shadowy world. When this happens I ask to be taken to New York City. Always I return home weary but I have the comforting certainty that mankind is real flesh and I myself am not a dream."

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"We live in the shadows of perception. Our dull awareness gives us no useful clues as to why we are here."

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"Disquietude that springs from the fundamental nature of being a human being is vaster and more encompassing than depression, which has a cause and therefore a cure."

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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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