Monthly Archives: December 2016

“In sheer impotency he returned to the house, greeting with bitter tears the new unknown life which was now beginning for him…. What will that life be?” – Anton Chekhov Sometimes even a great writer runs into the wall. As … Continue reading →

Doctors and kind-hearted relatives only do their best to make humanity stupid, and the time will come when mediocrity will be considered genius, and humanity will perish. – Anton Chekhov, “The Black Monk”  There’s no escaping the hum of troubling … Continue reading →