Nothing better forges a bond of love, friendship or respect than common hatred toward something.
Anton ChekhovA litterateur is not a confectioner, not a dealer in cosmetics, not an entertainer. . . . He is just like an ordinary reporter. What would you say if a newspaper reporter, because of his fastidiousness or from a wish to give pleasure to his readers, were to describe only honest mayors, high-minded ladies, and virtuous railroad contractors.
Anton ChekhovI don't like being successful; the subjects which sit in my head are annoyed and jealous of what has already been written.
Anton ChekhovThe world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles.
Anton Chekhov