The Three Sisters, Anton Chekhov, Anya Reiss
Anton Chekhov,Anya Reiss

The Three Sisters

82 printed pages
First performed at the Moscow Art Theatre in 1901, this landmark of modern drama probes the lives and dreams of Olga, Masha and Irina, former Muscovites now living in a provincial town from which they long to escape. Their hopes for a life more suited to their cultivated tastes and sensibilities provide a touching counterpoint to the relentless flow of compromising events in the real world. With explanatory footnotes.
Add to shelf

One fee. Stacks of books

You don’t just buy a book, you buy an entire library… for the same price!

Always have something to read

Friends, editors, and experts can help you find new and interesting books.

Read whenever, wherever

Your phone is always with you, so your books are too – even when you’re offline.

Bookmate – an app that makes you want to read



How did you like the book?

Sign in or Register
Ирина Осипенко
Ирина Осипенкоhas quoted2 years ago
NATASHA: God that’s…so…so classless
MASHA: I’m sure it’s a sign of being happy if you don’t notice whether it’s summer or winter. If I was at home I wouldn’t notice I’m sure, it’d just all be home to me
VERSHININ: I was reading the diaries of this man in prison. He wrote pages and pages about these birds he could see from his cell, they were quite common birds all over the place but he became totally fascinated. Never noticed them before and the second he got out never noticed them again. Be the same in London, you’d never notice it if you were in it. It’s like I said we aren’t programmed to be happy, just to want it
VERSHININ’s phone beeps, he looks at the text.
TUSENBACH: No more red?
IRINA: (About SOLYONY who has the bottle with him.) There’s your culprit
TUSENBACH: That was fast
VERSHININ: (Angry.) Oh for fuck’s sake
They all look to VERSHININ, he waves it off, only MASHA remains looking, his voicemail finishes; to MASHA privately.
VERSHININ: I better go
VERSHININ: Don’t want to make a big fuss
MASHA: Is it a secret?
VERSHININ: It’s my…that was my daughter, her mother’s…
Drag & drop your files (not more than 5 at once)