Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Daily Dose

From The Complete Short Novels, by Anton Chekhov, translated by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky


"It's not everywhere you can meet such a nonentity.  His body is limp, feeble, and old, and in his intellect he in no way differs from a fat merchant's wife, who only feeds, guzzles, sleeps on a featherbed, and keeps he coachman as a lover."

From The Duel, Chapter IV

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