Anton Chekhov Quotes
Love, friendship, respect, do not unite people as much as a common hatred for something.
Anton Chekhov
Quotes to Explore
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Dr. Phil is hiding something. Otherwise, why wouldn't he use his last name?
Garry Shandling
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My mom really inspired me. She has always taught me it's not about us, it's about what we can give back.
Bailee Madison
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My favorite thing to do is to wind those guys up by hitting on their girlfriends. I say, 'I think your girlfriend's gorgeous, but it's all right, I'm gay.' They get very nervous after a few minutes!
Adam Garcia
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Anytime you have a tight race and you lose, it's not pleasant.
Vern Buchanan
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If I don't write down a thought - or an image or a line of poetry - the instant it comes to mind, it vanishes, which explains why I have pens and notebooks in my pants and coat pockets, the car, the bicycle basket, on one or two desks in every room including bathrooms and the kitchen.
Floyd Skloot
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I want to keep a thread between the studio and the stage, and I want to flow more easily from one to the other.
Damien Rice
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I'm kind of lucky that we've finished shooting 'Cougar Town,' so I'm able to kind of just enjoy my pregnancy and be a stay-at-home mom and go to prenatal Pilates and do all that fun stuff that, if I were working, would be almost impossible to do.
Busy Philipps
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I'm aware of the subgenres and why they exist. But I don't feel like I have to limit myself. I don't feel like I just have to play deep house, just play tribal house, just play progressive house. I wouldn't feel right if I had to limit myself.
Kristian Nairn
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Acquaintance, n. A person whom we know well enough to borrow from, but not well enough to lend to. A degree of friendship called slight when its object is poor or obscure, and intimate when he is rich or famous
Ambrose Bierce
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People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as 'nauseatingly miserable beyond repair'.
Franz Kafka
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Love, friendship, respect, do not unite people as much as a common hatred for something.
Anton Chekhov