A woman can become a man's friend only in the following stages - first an acquantaince, next a mistress, and only then a friend.
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 ChekhovNot one of our mortal gauges is suitable for evaluating non-existence, for making judgments about that which is not a person.
Anton Chekhov