I confess I seldom commune with my conscience when I write. – Anton Chekhov
I am now and have always been a stranger to the realm of practical matters. – Anton Chekhov

I confess I seldom commune with my conscience when I write. – Anton Chekhov
I am now and have always been a stranger to the realm of practical matters. – Anton Chekhov
In nature a repulsive caterpillar turns into a lovely butterfly. But with humans it is the other way around: a lovely butterfly turns into a repulsive caterpillar. – Anton Chekhov
To judge between good or bad, between successful and unsuccessful would take the eye of a God. – Anton Chekhov
I would always be that same maddening, monstrous mixture of pedantry, egoism, politeness, selfishness, kindliness, sneakiness, larkiness, sociability, loneliness, ambition, ordered calm and hidden intensity. I would cover my life with words. I would spray the whole bloody world with words. – Stephen Fry (b.1957), Moab is my Washpot #INFJ