I confess I seldom commune with my conscience when I write. – Anton Chekhov
But perhaps the universe is suspended on the tooth of some monster. – Anton Chekhov

I confess I seldom commune with my conscience when I write. – Anton Chekhov
But perhaps the universe is suspended on the tooth of some monster. – Anton Chekhov
Any idiot can face a crisis, its the day to day living that wears you out. – Anton Chekhov
Lying is the same as alcoholism. Liars prevaricate even on their deathbeds. – Anton Chekhov