Uncle Vanya

What can we do? We must go on living! We shall go on living, Uncle Vanya. We shall live through the long procession of days before us, and through the long evenings.

I don't object to cutting wood from necessity, but why destroy the forests? The Russian forests are trembling under the blows of the axe. Millions of trees have perished.

What can we do? We must live our lives. Yes, we shall live, Uncle Vanya. We shall live through the long procession of days before us, and through the long evenings; we shall patiently bear the trials that fate imposes on us; we shall work for others without rest, both now and when we are old;