One evening in search for something (not very well defined) but wishing to find a nice worth-reading story, I saw this thin little book of Selected Stories on my bookshelf... a little bit forgotten...
But when 'jouney' started, I suddenly found myself in a complete different world - and this is one one the things i appreciated most at Chekhov: making you part of everything, somehow transposing you at the time and place of the tale. Besides that, I find there is a special kind of gaiety in each one of them, even if it does not necessarily make you laugh loudly.
Another beautiful thing I found, was that every story made me think of life and beauty and important things and attitude and a whole lot more:) And it made me wonder for some days how a man 'bent like a question mark' looked like, or whether there is any science which already ended..
"The more enlightened a man is, the more he is given to reflection and hair-splitting; the more undecided he is, the more full of scruples, and the more timidly he approaches a task." -At Home-
But think how we live in town, so hot and cramped, writing unnecessary papers and playing vint - isn't that also a case? And isn't our whole life, which we spend among rogues and backbiters and stupid idle women, talking and listening to nothing but folly - isn't that a case? -The Man in a Case-
For what sins, O Lord, hast thou fastened us to the earth, and why may we not fly away free? -The Robbers-
The joke is that every science, like a recurring decimal, has a beginning and no end. -On the Way-
Though evil is mighty, night is peaceful and beautiful, and there exists a justice on God's earth, which is as peaceful and as beautiful as the night; everything in the world is waiting to join hands with that justice, as the moonlight joins hands with the nigh.
-In the Ravine-