We shall find peace. We shall hear angels, we shall see the sky sparkling with diamonds. – Anton Chekhov
The thirst for powerful sensations takes the upper hand both over fear and over compassion for the grief of others. – Anton Chekhov
Love, friendship and respect do not unite people as much as a common hatred for something. – Anton Chekhov
To judge between good or bad, between successful and unsuccessful would take the eye of a God. – Anton Chekhov
Look out into the July night, and see the broad belt of silver flame which flashes up the half of heaven, fresh and delicate as the bonfires of the meadow-flies. Yet the powers of numbers cannot compute its enormous age,—lasting as space and time,—embosomed in time and space. – Ralph Waldo Emerson, “Progress of Culture”