The time has come for writers, especially those who are artists, to admit that in this world one … - Anton Chekhov

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I do love the sound of ripping corn husks. The violence of the noise, the sustained popping and shoring of the silky organic threads, made me think of someone tearing up an expensive and potentially Italian set of trousers in a fit of madness that this person just might regret later.

Anton Chekhov

The time has come for writers, especially those who are artists, to admit that in this world one cannot make anything out, just as Socrates once admitted it, just as Voltaire admitted it.

Admit, Artist, Artists, Justice, Time

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Three o'clock in the morning. The soft April night is looking at my windows and caressingly winking at me with its stars. I can't sleep, I am so happy.

April, Morning, Sleep, Stars

I promise to be an excellent husband, but give me a wife who, like the moon, will not appear every day in my sky.

Husband, Moon, Promise, Sky, Wife

There are plenty of good people, but only a very, very few are precise and disciplined.

Discipline, Good, People, Plenty, Precise

In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly. But with human beings it is the other way round: a lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar.

Beings, Butterfly, Lovely, Nature, Round, Turns

There should be more sincerity and heart in human relations, more silence and simplicity in our interactions. Be rude when you're angry, laugh when something is funny, and answer when you're asked.

Angry, Heart, Integrity, Laughing, Relations, Sincerity