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Anton Chekhov

"The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles."

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"The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles."

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Donna Grant

"Feeling of hatred unto your enemy, drains your energy as enemy wanted."

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Donna Grant

"Pride has quite a bit to do with hatred. In many a case in which one hates another, one subconsciously begins patterns of cherry-picking and selective hearing: he continues to look only for things about the other person which he can use to justify his hatred, things which will then make him feel less guilty about hating someone. In this regard, hatred is not so much an emotion as it is a decision."

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Donna Grant

"When an individual, a sect, a clique or a nation hates and despises another individual, sect, clique or nation, he or they simply do not know the objects of their hatred. Ignorance is at the bottom of it."

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Donna Grant

"The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles."

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Donna Grant

"This fact is that the heaviest and more burdensome load ever is neither the cement bag nor the iron rod. It is hatred."

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Donna Grant

"Be it sin or no, I hate the man!"

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Donna Grant

"Oh, devil, devil! If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, Each drop she falls would prove a crocodile. Out of my sight!"

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Donna Grant

"This cavern is below all, and the enemy of all; it is hatred, without exception."

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Donna Grant

"Nico's anger turned as cold and dark as his blade. He'd been morphed into a few plants himself, and he didn't appreciate it. He hated people like Bryce Lawrence, who inflicted pain just for fun."

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"The sufferings which may be observed nowadays - they are so widespread and so vast - but people speak nevertheless about a certain moral improvement which society has achieved."
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"Why are we worn out? Why do we, who start out so passionate, brave, noble, believing, become totally bankrupt by the age of thirty or thirty-five? Why is it that one is extinguished by consumption, another puts a bullet in his head, a third seeks oblivion in vodka, cards, a fourth, in order to stifle fear and anguish, cynically tramples underfoot the portrait of his pure, beautiful youth? Why is it that, once fallen, we do not try to rise, and, having lost one thing, we do not seek another? Why?"
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"Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be."
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"The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths."
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"I long to embrace, to include in my own short life, all that is accessible to man. I long to speak, to read, to wield a hammer in a great factory, to keep watch at sea, to plow. I want to be walking along the Nevsky Prospect, or in the open fields, or on the ocean - wherever my imagination ranges."
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"LUBOV. I'm quite sure there wasn't anything at all funny. You oughtn't to go and see plays, you ought to go and look at yourself. What a grey life you lead, what a lot you talk unnecessarily."
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"Happiness does not exist, nor should it, and if there is any meaning or purpose in life, they are not in our peddling little happiness, but in something reasonable and grand. Do good!"
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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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"And you know once a man has fished, or watched the thrushes hovering in flocks over the village in the bright, cool, autumn days, he can never really be a townsman, and to the day of his death he will be drawn to the country."
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"My own experience is that once a story has been written one has to cross out the beginning and the end. It is there that we authors do most of our lying . . . one must ruthlessly suppress everything that is not concerned with the subject. If in the first chapter you say there is a gun hanging on the wall you should make quite sure that it is going to be used further on in the story."
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