About Love: Three Stories by Anton Chekhov
By Anton Chekhov and Seth
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Written in France toward the end of his career, these stories are Chekhov's only attempt at the linked collection. "A Man in a Shell" is a grotesque Gogolian comedy; "Gooseberries" a narrator's impassioned response; and "About Love" a poignant story of failed relationships. Translated by the impeccable David Helwig and fabulously illustrated by Seth, About Love is essential for any Chekhov enthusiast.
David Helwig is the author of twenty volumes of fiction and fourteen volumes of poetry, an Officer of the Order of Canada, and former poet laureate of Prince Edward Island.
Anton Chekhov
Anton Chekhov (1860-1904) was a Russian doctor, short-story writer, and playwright. Born in the port city of Taganrog, Chekhov was the third child of Pavel, a grocer and devout Christian, and Yevgeniya, a natural storyteller. His father, a violent and arrogant man, abused his wife and children and would serve as the inspiration for many of the writer’s most tyrannical and hypocritical characters. Chekhov studied at the Greek School in Taganrog, where he learned Ancient Greek. In 1876, his father’s debts forced the family to relocate to Moscow, where they lived in poverty while Anton remained in Taganrog to settle their finances and finish his studies. During this time, he worked odd jobs while reading extensively and composing his first written works. He joined his family in Moscow in 1879, pursuing a medical degree while writing short stories for entertainment and to support his parents and siblings. In 1876, after finishing his degree and contracting tuberculosis, he began writing for St. Petersburg’s Novoye Vremya, a popular paper which helped him to launch his literary career and gain financial independence. A friend and colleague of Leo Tolstoy, Maxim Gorky, and Ivan Bunin, Chekhov is remembered today for his skillful observations of everyday Russian life, his deeply psychological character studies, and his mastery of language and the rhythms of conversation.
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Reviews for About Love
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- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Quite good but I think Chekhov is a bit too depressing for me.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5This collection of short stories truly is about love. Not happy-ending fairytale love, but the love that really exists in the world: usually unequal felt, sometimes obsessive, and often inexplicable. The stories are all beautiful, well written and self-contained. Each story exhibits a different type of love: love of parents for children, unrequited love, obsessive love, forbidden loves, loves that could have been. Most fascinating to me is the way Chekhov has written the stories so we can see the motivations of all the various lovers. Some of them really want security, an interest to distract them from their meaningless lives, or just sex. In so many cases, what we would like to call love is just avarice. However the stories are not bleak. There are moments when true concern for others breaks through the characters innately selfish natures. I love Chekhov because his stories feel real, his characters aren’t just characters. They are human, with all of our vices, and our slim redeeming virtues.
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About Love - Anton Chekhov
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A man in a Shell
ust at the edge of the village of Mironositskoe, in a shed belonging to Prokofy, the village elder, some hunters who had been kept late were settling themselves for the night. There were just two of them, a veterinarian, Ivan Ivanych, and Burkin, a high school teacher. Ivan Ivanych had a rather strange hyphenated family name – Chimsha-Himalaiski – which didn’t suit him at all, and the whole province called him by his given name and patronymic; he lived close to the city on a farm that raised horses and had come hunting to get a breath of clean air. Burkin, the high school teacher, spent every summer as the guest of Count P. and had been on his own in this region for a while now.
They weren’t asleep. Ivan Ivanych, a tall, lean old man with long whiskers, sat outside by the doorway and smoked a pipe; the moon cast its light on him. Burkin lay inside on the hay; he could not be seen in the darkness.
They were telling all sorts of stories. They got to talking about how the elder’s wife, Mavra, a healthy woman and no fool, had never in her whole life gone beyond her native village, had never seen a city or a railroad, and for the last ten years just sat by the stove and never went out into the street except at night.
How very strange that is!
Burkin said. "People of a solitary nature, who try to withdraw into a shell, without a bit of light, like a hermit crab or a snail. It could be that this atavistic phenomenon goes back to a time when our ancestors were not yet social creatures and lived alone, each in his own lair, or it could be that this is simply one of the varieties of human character – who knows? I’m not a scientist and it’s not my business to deal with these questions; I just want to say that the occurrence of people like Mavra is not uncommon. Not at all. Not to look far from home, two months ago there was a death among us in the city, a certain Belikov, a teacher of Greek and a friend of mine. You’ve heard all about him, of course. He was conspicuous because he’d always go out, even in fine weather, in galoshes and with an umbrella, and without fail wearing a warmly lined overcoat. And his umbrella was in an umbrella case, and his watch in a watch case of grey chamois, and when he took out his penknife to sharpen his pencil, the knife was in a little case, and even his face seemed to be encased because he always concealed it in a high collar. He wore dark glasses, a sweater, stuffed his ears with cotton wool, and when he sat in a cab, he wanted the top up. In a word, the man showed a constant and insuperable yearning to enclose himself inside a shell, to wrap himself up you might say in a way that would isolate him, protect him from external influences. Reality irritated him, frightened him, kept him in a state of constant alarm, and it may have been out of his timidity, his aversion to the present, that he always praised the past – and as it never was; the ancient languages he taught were in essence more galoshes and umbrellas in which he hid from the reality of life.
‘Oh how sonorous, how heartfelt is the Greek language,’ he’d say with a sweet expression, and as if in proof of his words he’d screw up his eyes and lifting his finger he’d articulate – ‘Anthropos.’
And Belikov tried to contain and control his very thoughts. For him the only comprehensible items in newspapers and circulars were those that forbid something. When some document circulated forbidding schoolchildren to go out in the street after nine in the evening or some item denounced carnal love, that was intelligible to him, definite; it was forbidden, basta! But any permission or authorization always concealed some dubious element, something shadowy and unspoken. When the city permitted a dramatic society or a reading room or a tea room he would