Seizure. Chekhov A.

Vasiliev lay motionless on the couch and looked at one point. He no longer thought about women, nor about men, nor about apostles. All his attention was drawn to the spiritual pain that tormented him. It was stupid, uncertain, uncertain, similar to longing and fear

to the highest degree, and despair. Indicate where she is, he could: in the chest, under the heart; But it could not be compared with nothing. Previously, he had severe toothache, there were pleurisy and neuralgia, but all this in comparison with mental pain was negligible. With this pain, life seemed disgusting.