“The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostil...” — Anton Chekhov Quote

The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles.

And only now, when he was gray-haired, had he fallen in love properly, thoroughly, for the first time in his life.

When you're thirsty and it seems that you could drink the entire ocean, that's faith; when you start to drink and finish only a glass or two, that's science.

All of life and human relations have become so incomprehensibly complex that, when you think about it, it becomes terrifying and your heart stands still.

A good upbringing means not that you won't spill sauce on the tablecloth, but that you won't notice it when someone else does.

Sometimes, unfortunately, hatred is more powerful than progress.

The hater always suffers more than the object of his hatred.

Hatred is nothing but a form of cancer, and it will eat you up.

Wars such as those which have occurred in Iraq only allow hatred, violence and terror to proliferate.

There are not 'many sides' in the fight against hatred and bigotry. There is only right and wrong.