Dear and most respected bookcase! I welcome your existence, which has for over one hundred years been devoted to the radiant ideals of goodness and justice.
Anton ChekhovAnd what does it mean -- dying? Perhaps man has a hundred senses, and only the five we know are lost at death, while the other ninety-five remain alive.
Anton ChekhovYour talent sets you apart: if you were a toad or a tarantula, even then, people would respect you, for to talent all things are forgiven.
Anton ChekhovThere are plenty of good people, but only a very, very few are precise and disciplined.
Anton ChekhovThis life of ours...human life is like a flower gloriously blooming in a meadow: along comes a goat, eats it up---no more flower.
Anton ChekhovI think human beings must have faith or must look for faith, otherwise our life is empty, empty. To live and not to know why the cranes fly, why children are born, why there are stars in the sky. You must know why you are alive, or else everything is nonsense, just blowing in the wind.
Anton Chekhov