This 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 ChekhovOne usually dislikes a play while writing it, but afterward it grows on one. Let others judge and make decisions.
Anton ChekhovFaith is an aptitude of the spirit. It is, in fact, a talent: you must be born with it.
Anton ChekhovIdea for a short story. The shore of a lake, a young girl who's spent her whole life beside it, a girl like you She loves the lake the way a seagull does, and she's happy and free as a seagull. Then a man comes along, sees her, and ruins her life because he has nothing better to do. Destroys her like this seagull here.
Anton Chekhov