“... in marriage the great thing was love, and that with love one would always be happy, for
happiness rests only on oneself.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“All great literature is one of two stories; a man goes on a journey or a stranger comes to
town.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“There is no greatness where there is not simplicity, goodness, and truth.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“And the moujiks? How do the moujiks die?”
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Leo Tolstoy
“My principal sin is doubt. I doubt everything, and am in doubt most of the time.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“Death, the inevitable end of everything, confronted him for the first time with irresistible
force.
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Leo Tolstoy
“Do not be interested in the quantity of people who respect and admire you, but in their
quality. If bad people dislike you, so much the better. —LUCIUS ANNAEUS SENECA”
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Leo Tolstoy
“I think...if so many men, so many minds, certainly so many hearts, so many kinds of love.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“A man can live and be healthy without killing animals for food; therefore, if he eats meat, he
participates in taking animal life merely for the sake of his appetite. And to act so is immoral.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“When loving with human love one may pass from love to hatred, but divine love cannot
change.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“Higher and higher receded the sky, wider and wider spread the streak of dawn, whiter
grew the pallid silver of the dew, more lifeless the sickle of the moon...”
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Leo Tolstoy
“...the more he did nothing, the less time he had to do anything.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“The old oak, utterly transformed, draped in a tent of sappy dark green, basked faintly,
undulating in the rays of the evening sun. Of the knotted fingers, the gnarled excrecenses, the
aged grief and mistrust- nothing was to be seen. Through the rough, century-old bark, where
there were no twigs, leaves had burst out so sappy, so young, that is was hard to believe that
the aged creature had borne them. "Yes, that is the same tree," thought Prince Andrey, and all
at once there came upon him an irrational, spring feeling of joy and renewal. All the best
moments of his life rose to his memory at once. Austerlitz, with that lofty sky, and the dead,
reproachful face of his wife, and Pierre on the ferry, and the girl, thrilled by the beauty of the
night, and that night and that moon- it all rushed at once into his mind.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“All that day she had had the feeling that she was playing in the theatre with actors better
than herself and that her poor playing spoiled the whole thing.”
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Leo Tolstoy
Everything that I know, I know only because I love.
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Leo Tolstoy
