A hungry dog believes in nothing but meat.
Anton ChekhovKako je lako biti filozof na papiru i kako je to teško u životu!
Anton ChekhovPerhaps a man has a hundred senses, and when he dies only the five known to us are destroyed and the remaining ninety-five are left alive.
Anton ChekhovGoing to see plays isn't what you people should do. Try looking at yourselves a little more often and see what gray lives you all lead. How much of what you say is unnecessary.
Anton ChekhovTags: self-awareness boredom
They are all very serious people with stern expressions on their faces. They discuss nothing but important matters and like to philosophize a great deal, while at the same time everyone can see that the workers are detestably fed, sleep without suitable bedding, thirty to forty in a room with bedbugs everywhere, the stench, the dampness, and the moral corruption... Obviously all our fine talk has gone on simply to hoodwink ourselves and other people as well. Show me the day nurseries that they're talking about so much about. And where are the libraries? Why, they just write about nurseries and libraries in novels, while in fact not a single one even exists. What does exist is nothing but dirt, vulgarity, and a barbarian way of life... I dislike these terribly serious faces, they frighten me, and I'm afraid of serious conversations, too. We'd be better off if we all would just shut up for a while!
Anton ChekhovTags: vulgarity philosophical-musings moral-corruption
But if we reason it out simply and not try to be one bit fancy, then what sort of pride can you possibly take or what's the sense of ever having it, if man is poorly put together as a physiological type and if the enormous majority of the human race is brutal, stupid, and profoundly unhappy?
Anton ChekhovTags: stupidity vanity pride unhappiness
From Koltovitch's copse and garden there came a strong fragrant scent of lilies of the valley and honey-laden flowers. Pyotr Mihalitch rode along the bank of the pond and looked mournfully into the water. And thinking about his life, he came to the conclusion that he had never said or acted upon what he really thought, and that other people had repaid him in the same way. And so the whole of life seemed to him as dark as this water in which the night sky was reflected and water-weeds grew in a tangle. And it seemed to him that nothing could ever set it right.
Anton ChekhovWe just philosophize, complain of boredom, or drink vodka. It's so clear, you see, that if we're to begin living in the present, we must first of all redeem our past and then be done with it forever. And the only way we can redeem our past is by suffering and by giving ourselves over to exceptional labor, to steadfast and endless labor.
Anton ChekhovTags: past work boredom redemption
Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other. Though it is irregular, it is less boring this way, and besides, neither of them loses anything through my infidelity.
Anton ChekhovTags: literature medicine wife playwright infidelity doctor mistress anton-chekhov irregular less-boring
Felek benim gibi tanınmış bir bilimadımını ölüme mahkûm ettiği için, belki altı ay sonra bu salonda benim yerime dersi başkası vereceği için acıyla haykırmaktan zor alıkoyuyorum kendimi. Bağırmak istiyorum, çünkü zehirlendiğimi, daha önceden bilmediğim yepyeni düşüncelerin ömrümün son günlerinde beni ağuladığını, beynime sivrisinekler gibi zehir akıttıklarını düşünüyorum. Böyle anlarda durumum bana o derece korkunç görünüyor ki, öğrencilerimin de dehşet duyarak yerlerinden fırlamalarını, acı çığlıklarla kendilerini dışarı atmalarını bekliyorum.
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