Now I know, I understand, Kostya, that in our work... acting or writing... what matters is not fame, not glory, not what I used to dream about, it's how to endure, to bear my cross, and have faith. I have faith and it all doesn't hurt me so much, and when I think of my calling I'm not afraid of life.
"The Sea Gull" from Best Plays by Chekhov. 1956, Page 67.
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