If a man is in prison, or let us say blind or crippled, that
really is trouble I wouldn't wish anyone, but if a man's free and
has all his senses, if he has his eyes and his hands and his strength
and God, what more does he want?
 Anton Chekhov, My Life (1896). copy citation

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Author Anton Chekhov
Source My Life
Topic prison strength
Date 1896
Language English
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Note Translated by Constance Garnett
Weblink https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/My_Life_(Chekhov)

Context

“he drinks kvass with a cockroach in it, and doesn't bother to blow it away!" "It's their poverty, of course," my sister put in. "Poverty? There is want to be sure, there's different sorts of want, Madam. If a man is in prison, or let us say blind or crippled, that really is trouble I wouldn't wish anyone, but if a man's free and has all his senses, if he has his eyes and his hands and his strength and God, what more does he want? It's cockering themselves, and it's ignorance, Madam, it's not poverty. If you, let us suppose, good gentlefolk, by your education, wish out of kindness to help him he will drink away your money in his low way;” source