Anton Pavlovich Chekhov. Uncle Vanya (№ 358472)

As for my own personal life, then, by God, there is absolutely nothing good. You know, when you go on a dark night in the woods, and if at this time away shining light, you don't notice any tiredness, nor the darkness, nor the prickly branches that hit you in the face... I'm working, you know, as no one in the County, the fate hits me incessantly, at times I suffer unbearably, but I have no lights in the distance. I have nothing to wait for, not like people... for a Long time already do not love anyone.