And I despise your books, I despise wisdom and the blessings of this world. It is all worthless, fleeting, illusory, and deceptive, like a mirage. You may be proud, wise, and fine, but death will wipe you off the face of the earth as though you were no more than mice burrowing under the floor, and your posterity, your history, your immortal geniuses will burn or freeze together with the earthly globe.
Anton ChekhovIf you wish women to love you be original; I know a man who used to wear felt boots summer and winter & women fell in love with him.
Anton ChekhovAnd only now, when he was gray-haired, had he fallen in love properly, thoroughly, for the first time in his life.
Anton ChekhovDo silly things. Foolishness is a great deal more vital and healthy than our straining and striving after a meaningful life.
Anton Chekhov