“Love. The reason I dislike that word is that it means too much for me, far more than you can
understand."
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Leo Tolstoy
“I don't think badly of people. I like everybody, and I'm sorry for everybody.”
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Leo Tolstoy
Why am I going?" he repeated, looking straight into her eyes. "You know that I am going in
order to be where you are," said he. "I cannot do otherwise."
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Leo Tolstoy
“In the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“Government is an association of men who do violence to the rest of us.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“Whatever we may say about the soul going to the sky... we know there is no sky but only
an atmosphere.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life are made up of light and shade.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“I often think how unfairly life's good fortune is sometimes distributed. ”
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Leo Tolstoy
“There was no solution, but that universal solution which life gives to all questions, even the
most complex and insoluble. That answer is: one must live in the needs of the day—that is,
forget oneself. To forget himself in sleep was impossible now, at least till nighttime; he could
not go back now to the music sung by the decanter-women; so he must forget himself in the
dream of daily life.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“nothing has contributed so much to the obscuring of Christian truth in the eyes of the
heathen, and has hindered so much the diffusion of Christianity through the world, as the
disregard of [non-resistance] by men calling themselves Christians, and the permission of war
and violence to Christians.
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Leo Tolstoy
“I am not strange but I feel queer. I am like that sometimes. I feel like crying all the time. It is
very silly but it will pass.
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Leo Tolstoy
“And those who only know the non-platonic love have no need to talk of tragedy. In such
love there can be no sort of tragedy.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“I can’t think of you and myself apart. You and I are the same to me”
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Leo Tolstoy
“To evoke in oneself a feeling one has once experienced, and having evoked it in oneself,
then by means of movements, lines, colors, sounds, or forms expressed in words, so to
transmit that feeling that others may experience the same feeling - this is the activity of art.”
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Leo Tolstoy
“He felt that all his hitherto dissipated and dispersed forces were gathered and directed with
terrible energy towards one blissful goal.”
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Leo Tolstoy