Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando Quotes
Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
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“I've never been in love, never in my life.
Oh, I've dreamed of love, dreamed endlessly, day and night,
but my soul is like a fine piano that's locked,
and the key is lost.”
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
Oh, I've dreamed of love, dreamed endlessly, day and night,
but my soul is like a fine piano that's locked,
and the key is lost.”
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
“I think a person has to believe in something,
or search out some kind of faith;
otherwise life is empty, nothing.
How can you live not knowing why the cranes fly,
why children are born, why there are stars in the sky...
Either you know why you live,
or it's all small, unnecessary bits.”
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
or search out some kind of faith;
otherwise life is empty, nothing.
How can you live not knowing why the cranes fly,
why children are born, why there are stars in the sky...
Either you know why you live,
or it's all small, unnecessary bits.”
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
“Oh, where is it, where did my past go, when I was young, happy and intelligent, when my dreams and thoughts had some grace, and the present and future were lit up with hope? Why is it, that when we've just started to live, we grow dull, gray, uninteresting, lazy, useless, with flattened-out souls?”
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
“When you read a novel, it seems that everything is clear, trite and understandable. But when you yourself fall in love, you understand that nobody knows anything and everyone must decide for themselves.”
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
“What silly little things sometimes take on meaning in life, suddenly, out of nowhere. And you know they're little nothings, and you laugh at them, but all the same, you go on feeling them, you can't stop...”
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
“When you snatch happiness in little bits, fits and starts, and lose it, like me, you become coarse, little by little, you become hateful.”
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
― Chekhov's Three Sisters & Woolf's Orlando
