When we retreat to the country, we are hiding not from people, but from our pride, which, in … - Anton Chekhov

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Some days I pray to the God of sex and drums and rock and roll.

Anton Chekhov

When we retreat to the country, we are hiding not from people, but from our pride, which, in the city and among people, operates unfairly and immoderately.

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One day I was talking to Cora. She prayed for me because she believed I was blind to sin, wanting me to kneel and pray too, because people to whom sin is just a matter of words, to them salvation is just words too.

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As long as his strength permits, the poor mortal must always climb new mountains.

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If we are so contemptibly selfish that we can’t radiate a little happiness and pass on a bit of honest appreciation without trying to screw something out of the other person in return—if our souls are no bigger than sour crab apples, we shall meet with the failure we so richly deserve.

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