Supping with Tolstoy and Chekhov

There is an oft-used question – usually to determine one’s degree of culture and taste – that runs along the lines of who one would invite to dinner, drawing from individuals of any period.

As well as being slightly gimmicky, the question also provides an abundance of thought on lengthy journeys, predominantly when the last battery has run out (ergo no music) and the final page consumed.

At this moment, no greater answer can be expressed than that which is comprised in the image below.

Chekhov and Tolstoy.

Arguably two of the greatest writers this world has known, seated together for a tête-a-tête.

What I wouldn’t give to have been in attendance.

Any idiot can face a crisis – it’s day to day living that wears you out.

– Chekhov

All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love.

– Tolstoy

One comment on “Supping with Tolstoy and Chekhov

  1. Mohammed Saqer
    April 3, 2012

    touching …

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This entry was posted on March 18, 2010 by in Bookwormery, Culture, Europe, Imagery and tagged , , , , , .
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