Thursday, September 12, 2019

On Living, and Others

"Nina. What are you writing?
Trigorin. Nothing, just a note. An idea for a plot. [Putting his book away.] A plot for a short story. A young girl like you has lived all her life by a lake. Like a seagull, she loves the lake, and she's happy and free like a seagull. But a man happens to come along and wrecks her life for want of anything better to do. As happened to this seagull." - Anton Chekhov, The Seagull, Act 2, pg. 91

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