“There is one thing, and only one thing, in which it is granted to you to be free in life, all else
being beyond your power: that is to recognize and profess the truth.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“She was as easy to recognize in that crowd as a rose among nettles.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“The subject of history is the life of peoples and of humanity. To catch and pin down in
words--that is, to describe directly the life, not only of humanity, but even of a single people,
appears to be impossible.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“When you love someone, you love the person as they are, and not as you'd like them to be.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“Love them that hate you, but you can't love those you hate.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“Ivan Ilych's life had been most simple and most ordinary and therefore most terrible.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“There was no answer, except the general answer life gives to all the most complex and
insoluble questions. That answer is: one must live for the needs of the day, in other words,
become oblivious.”
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Leo Tolstoy
I'm not living, I'm waiting for a solution that goes on and on being put off.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“I turned my attention to every thing that was done by people who claimed to be Christians,
I was horrified.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“What is reason given me for, if I am not to use it to avoid bringing unhappy beings into the
world!”
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Leo Tolstoy
“At that moment it meant nothing to him who might be standing over him, or what was said
of him; he was only glad that people were standing near him and only wished that they would
help him and bring him back to life, which seemed to him so beautiful now that he had today
learned to understand it so differently.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“A wife's a worry, a non-wife's even worse.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“Wrong does not cease to be wrong because the majority share in it.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“There was no solution, save that universal solution which life gives to all questions, even
the most complex and insolvable: One must live in the needs of the day--that is, forget
oneself.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“Just think! This whole world of ours is only a speck of mildew sprung up on a tiny planet,
yet we think we can have something great - thoughts,, actions! They are all but grains of sand”
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Leo Tolstoy
