Book: Seagull

A woman, Kostya, does not need anything, just look at her kindly.

Father and his wife won't let me in here. They say that here is bohemian ... they are afraid that I might become an actress ... And I am drawn here, to the lake, like a seagull ... My heart is full of you.

Arkadina
About to leave and I don't know why shoot Constantine. I think the main reason was jealousy, and the sooner I take Trigorin away, the better.
Sorin
How do you say? There were other reasons. An understandable thing, a young man, smart, lives in the village, in the middle of nowhere, without money, without provisions, without a future. No classes. Ashamed and afraid of his idleness. I extremely like, and he's fond of me, but still, in the end, it seems that he was once in the house, that he was here, Freeloader, sponger. Understandable thing, feelings...
Arkadina.
Woe is me with him! (Thoughtfully.) To do him a service or something...
Sorin
I think it would be best if you... gave him some money. First of all, he needs to dress as a human and all. Look the same surfacesa he carries around three years old, walks without a coat... (Laughs). Yes, and a small walk wouldn't hurt... to Go abroad or something... It's not expensive.
Arkadina
Still... Perhaps the suit I can, but in order for the border... No, at the present time and the costume can't.

Learn to bear your cross and believe.

It is necessary to portray the life is not such as it is, and not such as should be, and so, as it appears in dreams.

Fear of death is an animal fear... it is Necessary to suppress it. Consciously fear death only believing in eternal life, which is scary for their sins. And you, first, the unbeliever, and secondly - what are your sins?

- To Express dissatisfaction with life at sixty-two years, you will agree, is not generous.
- What stubborn. Understand, I want to live!
Is thoughtlessness. The laws of nature every life must have an end.

Young love, charming, poetic, carrying away into the world of dreams, on the earth only it one can give happiness!

People are not talented, but claims nothing more to do but to condemn real talent.

- Wonderful world! How I envy you, if you knew! Lots of people are different. Some barely eke out their dull, inconspicuous existence, all similar to each other, all miserable; others, like you, you are one in a million - fell to life interesting, bright, full of value... you are happy...
- I? (Shrugging.) Um... You talk about fame, of happiness, of a bright, interesting life, and for me, all these good words, sorry, anyway, that marmalade, which I never eat. You are very young and very good.

I thought famous people, proud, unapproachable, that they despised the crowd and his glory, Shine his name as if taking revenge on her for what she puts above all the nobility of origin and wealth. But they cry, fish, play cards, laugh and get angry as all...

We must treat life seriously and treated in sixty years, regret that in his youth a little enjoyed it, I'm sorry, frivolity.

I served on judicial Department for 28 years but have not lived, not experienced anything in the end and understandable thing, to live I really want. You are fed and indifferent, and therefore have a tendency to philosophy, and I want to live and because drinking at lunch sherry and smoke cigars and all.

People, lions, eagles and partridges, horned deer, geese, spiders, silent fishes dwelling in the water, starfish and those that were impossible to see with the naked eye,- in a word, all lives, having made a sad circle, settles thousands of claims, as the land is not in itself a single living creature, and this poor moon lights in vain, light. In the meadow do not Wake up with a cry of cranes, and beetles is not heard in the Linden groves. Cold, empty, scary.
The body of living creatures have disappeared in the dust, and eternal matter has converted them into stones, into water, into clouds, and their souls all merged into one. Total world soul is I...... In me and the soul of Alexander the Great and Caesar and Shakespeare and Napoleon, and the last leech. In me the consciousness of the people merged with the instincts of animals, and I remember everything and every life within myself I experience again.