Now, however, he had learned to see the great, the eternal, the infinite in everything, and
therefore, in order to look at it, to enjoy his contemplation of it, he naturally discarded teh
telescope through which he had till then been gazing over the heads of men, and joyfully
surveyed the ever-changeing, eternally great, unfathomable, and infinite life around him. And
the closer he looked, the happier and more seren he was. The awful question: What for? a
simple answer was now always ready in his soul: Because there is a God, that God without
whose will not one hair of a man's head falls.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Muhammad has always been standing higher than the Christianity. He does not consider god
as a human being and never makes himself equal to God. Muslims worship nothing except
God and Muhammad is his Messenger. There is no any mystery and secret in it.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Slavery, you know, is nothing else than the unwilling labor of many. Therefore to get rid of
slavery it is necessary that people should not wish to profit by the forced labor of others and
should consider it a sin and a shame. But they go and abolish the external form of slavery and
arrange so that one can no longer buy and sell slaves, and they imagine and assure
themselves that slavery no longer exists, and do not see or wish to see that it does, because
people still want and consider it good and right to exploit the labor of others.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“I was wrong when I said that I did not regret the past. I do regret it; I weep for the past love
which can never return. Who is to blame, I do not know. Love remains, but not the old love; its
place remains, but it is all wasted away and has lost all strength and substance; recollections
are still left, and gratitude; but...”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“The social conditions of life can only be improved by people exercising self-restraint.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“she smiled at him, and at her own fears.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“... for nightinggales - we know - can’t live on fairytales.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“If there was a reason why he preferred the liberal tendency to the conservative one (also
held to by many of his circle), it was not because he found the liberal tendency more sensible,
but it more closely suited his manner of life.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                                
                            
                                
“We are all brothers, but I live on a salary paid me for prosecuting, judging, and
condemning the thief or the prostitute whose existence the whole tenor of my life brings
about...We are all brothers, but I live on the salary I gain by collecting taxes from needy
laborers to be spent on the luxuries of the rich and idle. We are all brothers, but I take a
stipend for preaching a false Christian religion, which I do not myself believe in, and which
only serves to hinder men from understanding true Christianity.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Levin was almost of the same age as Oblonsky; their intimacy did not rest merely on
champagne. Levin had been the friend and companion of his early youth. They were fond of
one another in spite of the difference of their characters and tastes, as friends are fond of one
another who have been together in early youth. But in spite of this, each of them—as is often
the way with men who have selected careers of different kinds—though in discussion he
would even justify the other's career, in his heart despised it. It seemed to each of them that
the life he led himself was the only real life, and the life led by his friend was a mere
phantasm. Oblonsky could not restrain a slight mocking smile at the sight of Levin. How often
he had seen him come up to Moscow from the country where he was doing something, but
what precisely Stepan Arkadyevitch could never quite make out, and indeed he took no
interest in the matter. Levin arrived in Moscow always excited and in a hurry, rather ill at ease
and irritated by his own want of ease, and for the most part with a perfectly new, unexpected
view of things. Stepan Arkadyevitch laughed at this, and liked it. In the same way Levin in his
heart despised the town mode of life of his friend, and his official duties, which he laughed at,
and regarded as trifling. But the difference was that Oblonsky, as he was doing the same as
every one did, laughed complacently and good-humoredly, while Levin laughed without
complacency and sometimes angrily.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“I'm like a starving man who has been given food. Maybe he's cold, and his clothes are torn,
and he's ashamed, but he's not unhappy.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“It's like scarlet fever: one has to get it over."
"Then one should invent a way of inoculating love, like vaccination.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Another's wife is a white swan, and ours is bitter wormwood.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy
                            
                            
                            
                            
                            
             
                
                
                
            
         
                                
                            
                                
“Our existence is now so entirely in contradiction with the doctrine of Jesus, that only with
the greatest difficulty can we understand its meaning. We have been so deaf to the rules of life
that he has given us, to his explanations,—not only when he commands us not to kill, but
when he warns us against anger, when he commands us not to resist evil, to turn the other
cheek, to love our enemies; we are so accustomed to speak of a body of men especially
organized for murder, as a Christian army, we are so accustomed to prayers addressed to the
Christ for the assurance of victory, we who have made the sword, that symbol of murder, an
almost sacred object (so that a man deprived of this symbol, of his sword, is a dishonored
man); we are so accustomed, I say, to this, that the words of Jesus seem to us compatible
with war. We say, "If he had forbidden it, he would have said so plainly." We forget that Jesus
did not foresee that men having faith in his doctrine of humility, love, and fraternity, could ever,
with calmness and premeditation, organize themselves for the murder of their brethren.”
                            
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                                Leo Tolstoy