What did Anton Chekhov mean by trifle In "A Trifle from Real Life"?
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The only person qualified to answer this question is dead - Anton Chekov.
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All I can think of is "Bread is the Staff of Life".  I did manage to find you a link to quite a few quotes; there may be a suitable one there:\n\nhttp://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/keywords/bread.html
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Summary \nThe speaker proclaims that he has been the victim of "strange fits of passion"; he says that he will describe one of these fits, but only if he can speak it "in the Lover's ear alone." Lucy, the girl he loved, was beautiful--"fresh as a rose in June"--and he traveled to her cottage one night beneath the moon. He stared at the moon as his horse neared the paths to Lucy's cottage. As they reached the orchard, the moon had begun to sink, nearing the point at which it would appear to the speaker to touch Lucy's house in the distance. As the horse plodded on, the speaker continued to stare at the moon. All at once, it dropped "behind the cottage roof." Suddenly, the speaker was overcome with a strange and passionate thought, and cried out to himself: "O mercy! If Lucy should be dead!" \n\n\n\nThere's more info on the site.
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The above answer is correct except I always heard it differently. The last verse as I remember it is:\n\nDown came the good fairy who said\nYou've had three chances \nNow I'm going to turn you into a GOON!\n\nAnd the moral of this story is...\n\nHare today, goon tomorrow.
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A charm invests a face by Emily Dickinson  \n\nA charm invests a face\nImperfectly beheld.\nThe lady dare not lift her veil\nFor fear it be dispelled.\n\nBut peers beyond her mesh,\nAnd wishes, and denies,\nLest interview annul a want\nThat image satisfies. \n\nyou can find some critics about this poem here: http://www.nybooks.com/articles/1414\n\n\n\nLife in a Love\nby Robert Browning  \n\nEscape me?\nNever—\nBeloved!\nWhile I am I, and you are you,\nSo long as the world contains us both,\nMe the loving and you the loth,\nWhile the one eludes, must the other pursue.\nMy life is a fault at last, I fear:\nIt seems too much like a fate, indeed!\nThough I do my best I shall scarce succeed.\nBut what if I fail of my purpose here? \nIt is but to keep the nerves at strain,\nTo dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,\nAnd baffled, get up to begin again,—\nSo the chase takes up one's life, that's all.\nWhile, look but once from your farthest bound,\nAt me so deep in the dust and dark,\nNo sooner the old hope drops to ground\nThan a new one, straight to the selfsame mark,\nI shape me—\nEver\nRemoved! \n \nthese r my favourite though i don't like poems...
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hmm to be or not to be is not from romeo and juliet. anyways, my favorite qoute is "parting is such sweet sorrow". I like it because of the oxymoron "sweet sorrow", how can sorrow ever be sweet? But it best describes the experience of two lovers parting in few words.
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le cheval idéal comme le vendeur idéal n'existent pas ou cela se saurait!\nLe cheval doit correspondre à ce que vous voulez en faire. Attention aux arnaques. Il faut pouvoir l'essayer, savoir par qui et comment il a été débourré. Un jeune cheval de 5 ans ne reflétera pas forcément les qualités et défauts d'un cheval adulte.\nSi vous avez confiance en votre moniteur,trice, demandez lui de vous accompagner et vous aider dans vos recherches.\nLa visite véto est indispensable.
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I have no idea of the context, but this is the translation:\n"you, la Bruyère and Tori cannot judge me. Leave the table of multification to God"\nThat last part does not make sense to me. May be the "table of multification" is a french expression for something like "final judgement". \nGreetings from Holland!
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The answer is:\nIn its proper, original form, the first two sentences have absolutely nothing to do with the question: "Think of words ending in -GRY. Angry and hungry are two of them." Ignore those two sentences. They are there only to throw you off course. (And it worked, didn't it?) What's left is the actual riddle itself: "There are only three words in the English language. What is the third word? The word is something that everyone uses every day. If you have listened carefully, I have already told you what it is."\nThe key is the phrase "the English language." In this three-word phrase, the third word is simply the word "language." Get it? "Language" is definitely something that "everyone uses every day"! Without that quirky little twist, the puzzle would be just another trivia question, not a riddle.
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I don't know if this is what you're talking about,\n\nPoem of English Pronunciation\nby Gerald Nolst Trenite\n\nDearest creature in creation,\nStudy English pronunciation.\nI will teach you in my verse\nSounds like corpse, corps, horse, and worse.\nI will keep you, Suzy, busy,\nMake your head with heat grow dizzy.\nTear in eye, your dress will tear.\nSo shall I! Oh hear my prayer.\n\n\n\nJust compare heart, beard, and heard,\nDies and diet, lord and word,\nSword and sward, retain and Britain.\n(Mind the latter, how it's written.)\nNow I surely will not plague you\nWith such words as plaque and ague.\nBut be careful how you speak:\nSay break and steak, but bleak and streak;\nCloven, oven, how and low,\nScript, receipt, show, poem, and toe.\n\n\n\nHear me say, devoid of trickery,\nDaughter, laughter, and Terpsichore,\nTyphoid, measles, topsails, aisles,\nExiles, similes, and reviles;\nScholar, vicar, and cigar,\nSolar, mica, war and far;\nOne, anemone, Balmoral,\nKitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel;\nGertrude, German, wind and mind,\nScene, Melpomene, mankind.\n\n\n\nBillet does not rhyme with ballet,\nBouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet.\nBlood and flood are not like food,\nNor is mould like should and would.\nViscous, viscount, load and broad,\nToward, to forward, to reward.\nAnd your pronunciation's OK\nWhen you correctly say croquet,\nRounded, wounded, grieve and sieve,\nFriend and fiend, alive and live.\n\n\n\nIvy, privy, famous; clamour\nAnd enamour rhyme with hammer.\nRiver, rival, tomb, bomb, comb,\nDoll and roll and some and home.\nStranger does not rhyme with anger,\nNeither does devour with clangour.\nSouls but foul, haunt but aunt,\nFont, front, wont, want, grand, and grant,\nShoes, goes, does. Now first say finger,\nAnd then singer, ginger, linger,\nReal, zeal, mauve, gauze, gouge and gauge,\nMarriage, foliage, mirage, and age.\n\n\n\nQuery does not rhyme with very,\nNor does fury sound like bury.\nDost, lost, post and doth, cloth, loth.\nJob, nob, bosom, transom, oath.\nThough the differences seem little,\nWe say actual but victual.\nRefer does not rhyme with deafer.\nFoeffer does, and zephyr, heifer.\nMint, pint, senate and sedate;\nDull, bull, and George ate late.\nScenic, Arabic, Pacific,\nScience, conscience, scientific.\n\n\n\nLiberty, library, heave and heaven,\nRachel, ache, moustache, eleven.\nWe say hallowed, but allowed,\nPeople, leopard, towed, but vowed.\nMark the differences, moreover,\nBetween mover, cover, clover;\nLeeches, breeches, wise, precise,\nChalice, but police and lice;\nCamel, constable, unstable,\nPrinciple, disciple, label.\n\n\n\nPetal, panel, and canal,\nWait, surprise, plait, promise, pal.\nWorm and storm, chaise, chaos, chair,\nSenator, spectator, mayor.\nTour, but our and succour, four.\nGas, alas, and Arkansas.\nSea, idea, Korea, area,\nPsalm, Maria, but malaria.\nYouth, south, southern, cleanse and clean.\nDoctrine, turpentine, marine.\n\n\n\nCompare alien with Italian,\nDandelion and battalion.\nSally with ally, yea, ye,\nEye, I, ay, aye, whey, and key.\nSay aver, but ever, fever,\nNeither, leisure, skein, deceiver.\nHeron, granary, canary.\nCrevice and device and aerie.\n\n\n\nFace, but preface, not efface.\nPhlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass.\nLarge, but target, gin, give, verging,\nOught, out, joust and scour, scourging.\nEar, but earn and wear and tear\nDo not rhyme with here but ere.\nSeven is right, but so is even,\nHyphen, roughen, nephew Stephen,\nMonkey, donkey, Turk and jerk,\nAsk, grasp, wasp, and cork and work.\n\n\n\nPronunciation -- think of Psyche!\nIs a paling stout and spikey?\nWon't it make you lose your wits,\nWriting groats and saying grits?\nIt's a dark abyss or tunnel:\nStrewn with stones, stowed, solace, gunwale,\nIslington and Isle of Wight,\nHousewife, verdict and indict.\n\n\n\nFinally, which rhymes with enough?\nThough, through, plough, or dough, or cough?\nHiccough has the sound of cup.\nMy advice is give it up!
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C is nearest.\n\nBut of the literary forms, I associate conventions with plays not novels. e.g. the Fourth Wall convention, that in a naturalistic play\n\n(1) the audience is looking in silently on real people, who are unaware of their presence\n\n(2) we all know that the actors are pretending to be the characters they play, but we pretend to believe that the characters are "real people". This is known as the Suspension of Disbelief.\n\n(3) If we see a scene in a straight play in which one character is about to kill another, we don't shout out "Look out behind you!", that is only done in pantomime (in which characters talk directly to the audience, listen to it, interact with it and there is no fourth wall).
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Well... this is more of a lust poem, but he may like it. A woman once gave it to me, and I was flying for days!\n\nO Blush Not So! \nby John Keats \n\nO blush not so! O blush not so! \nOr I shall think you knowing; \nAnd if you smile the blushing while, \nThen maidenheads are going. \n\nThere's a blush for want, and a blush for shan't, \nAnd a blush for having done it; \nThere's a blush for thought, and a blush for nought, \nAnd a blush for just begun it. \n\nO sigh not so! O sigh not so! \nFor it sounds of Eve's sweet pippin; \nBy these loosen'd lips you have tasted the pips \nAnd fought in an amorous nipping. \n\nWill you play once more at nice-cut-core, \nFor it only will last our youth out, \nAnd we have the prime of the kissing time, \nWe have not one sweet tooth out. \n\nThere's a sigh for aye, and a sigh for nay, \nAnd a sigh for "I can't bear it!" \nO what can be done, shall we stay or run? \nO cut the sweet apple and share it!
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First of all, the quote actually goes "The coldest WINTER I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco" (hence the supposed humor).  However, he did quote someone along those same lines, though he referred to Paris (see the link below).  No one is sure who actually said that or perhaps started misquoting Twain.
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There are many quotes I really love, but here are some which hold a lot of meaning:\n"Life's but a walking shadow,a poor player, \n That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,\n And then is heard no more;it is a tale\n Told by an idiot,full of sound and fury,\n Signifying"  (Macbeth,Shakespeare)-this shows that in this world,we are all only actors with a part to play\n\n"'Beauty is Truth,truth beauty'-that is all\n Ye know on earth and all ye need to know" \n(Ode on a Grecian Urn,John Keats)\n"A thing of beauty is a joy for ever"\n(Endymion-A Poetic Romance,John Keats)-the only thing we really appreciate on earth is beauty and its power to move us.The above 2 quotes give the real essence of eternal beauty\n  \n"Youth owns,with pleasure owns,the Passions' sway,\n But sage Experience only comes with years"\n(Quae Nocent Docent,Coleridge)-this only portrays the impulsiveness of youth vs the wisdom of elders.\n\n"To me,the meanest flower that blows can give\n Thought that do often lie too deep for tears"(Wordsworth)-\none can read the message of eternity in the simplest flower-Nature is the greatest teacher.\n\n"The quality of mercy is not strained,\nIt droppeth as the gentle rain from Heaven\nUpon the place beneath"(The Merchant of Venice,Shakespeare)\n\n"Where youth grows pale,and spectrethin,and dies; \n    Where but to think is to be full of sorrow\n       And leadeneyed despairs,\n    Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes,\n Or new love pine at them beyond tomorrow"(Ode to a Nightingale,Keats)-the harsh reality of life
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It's kind of long, but I like this one, from near the end of "When Harry Met Sally" (admittedly, a bit of a knock-off of "Annie Hall").  I think it expresses the idea of knowing somebody thoroughly, and loving them despite their quirks:\n\n"I love that you get cold when it's 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle above your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend the day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. And it's not because I'm lonely, and it's not because it's New Year's Eve. I came here tonight because when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
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It is attributed to Queen Marie Antoinette of France, married to Louis XVI, guillotined both of them during the French Revolution.\n\nPeople quote her as saying it when she was told that the people didn't have enough bread to eat, to show how heartless and out of touch with the plight of the common subject she was. It was propaganda which proved very useful in bringing her to her ultimate death.\n\nTaken in context, the remark isn't nearly as callous, however. "Cake" was not what we think of as cake--a delicacy or a fancy dessert. No, instead, it was another form of starch, more akin to our cornbread. It was coarser than regular bread, cost less to make and to buy, and was generally consumed by the lower classes.  So when Marie Antionette was told that the people had no finely ground, white flour bread to eat, her reply that they could eat cake, was not so horrible after all. In fact, they COULD eat cake of that type. They just craved the finer, higher quality bread.\n\nNow for another "take on the cake" look at this site:\nhttp://www.straightdope.com/classics/a2_334.html\n\nDear Cecil:\n\nDid the French queen, Marie Antoinette, ever actually utter the phrase, "Let them eat cake"? I have a friend who claims that Crazy Marie actually said something in French that, in phonetic spelling, merely sounded like "Let them eat cake." Is the line in a class with Humphrey Bogart's "Play it again, Sam"--i.e., bogus? --Willie H., Chicago\n\nDear Willie:\n\nI have a dream that someday one of these alleged facts of history is actually going to pan out. However, today is not the day. While Marie Antoinette was certainly enough of a bubblehead to have said the phrase in question, there is no evidence that she actually did so, and in any case she did not originate it. The peasants-have-no-bread story was in common currency at least since the 1760s as an illustration of the decadence of the aristocracy. The political philosopher Jean-Jacques Rousseau mentions it in his Confessions in connection with an incident that occurred in 1740. (He stole wine while working as a tutor in Lyons and then had problems trying to scrounge up something to eat along with it.) He concludes thusly: "Finally I remembered the way out suggested by a great princess when told that the peasants had no bread: 'Well, let them eat cake.'" \n\nNow, J.-J. may have been embroidering this yarn with a line he had really heard many years later. But even so, at the time he was writing--early 1766--Marie Antoinette was only ten years old and still four years away from her marriage to the future Louis XVI. Writer Alphonse Karr in 1843 claimed that the line originated with a certain Duchess of Tuscany in 1760 or earlier, and that it was attributed to Marie Antoinette in 1789 by radical agitators who were trying to turn the populace against her.\n\nAs for your friend's suggestion, I suppose it's possible that one day, while under the influence of powerful hallucinogens, Marie said Le theme est quete ("The theme is quest"), and was overheard by an English-speaking tourist--thus giving rise, as your friend suggests, to the "Let them eat cake" legend. But frankly I doubt it.\n\nLET THEM EAT POT SCRAPINGS\n\nDear Cecil: \n\nThank you for so nobly coming to the defense of the much-maligned Marie Antoinette, just as you did a few years ago with the equally vilified Catherine the Great. And now, as Paul Harvey would say, here's the rest of the story ...\n\nAt the time that whoever-she-was uttered the infamous quotation "let them eat cake," the word "cake" did not refer to the familiar dessert item that the modern-day French call le gateau. The operative term was brioche, a flour-and-water paste that was "caked" onto the interiors of the ovens and baking pans of the professional boulangers of the era. (The modern equivalent is the oil-and-flour mixture a
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I actually asked a teacher about this and also a professor who lectures on Shakespear so now you got this:\n\nNo matter how you intend to use the words, the true expression is definitley “as well." They are always two words, despite the fact that many people seem to think it should be spelled “aswell.” \n\nExamples: “I don’t like plastic trees as well as real ones for Christmas.” “Now that we’ve opened our stockings, let’s open our other presents as well.”\n\n"as well" is used to emphasise the following:\n\n1. Besides\n\n2. Too, \n\n3. Also\n\n4. Likewise\n\nOk, u heard it from the true source. Now she can't argue with you, as well as debating it till she's blue in the face.