I confess I seldom commune with my conscience when I write. – Anton Chekhov
We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds. – Anton Chekhov
I confess I seldom commune with my conscience when I write. – Anton Chekhov
We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds. – Anton Chekhov
Lying is the same as alcoholism. Liars prevaricate even on their deathbeds. – Anton Chekhov
If you cry “Forward,” you must make plain in what direction to go. – Anton Chekhov