A zene arra ösztönöz, hogy elfeledkezzem magamról, a valódi állapotomról, valami más állapotba visz át, nem a magaméba. A zene hatása alatt, úgy rémlik, azt érzem, amit voltaképpen nem érzek, megértem, amit nem értek, meg bírom tenni, amit nem bírok.
(Kreutzer-szonáta)
Tisztán, világosan éreztem, élni azért kell, hogy az ember boldog legyen,...
(Családi boldogság)
Her eyes, always sad, now looked into the mirror with particular hopelessness. "She's flattering me," thought the princess, and she turned away and went on reading. Julie, however, was not flattering her friend: indeed, the princess's eyes, large, deep, and luminous (sometimes it was as if rays of light came from them in sheaves), were so beautiful that very often, despite the unattractiveness of the whole face, those eyes were more attractive than beauty. But the princess had never seen the good expression of thise eyes, the expression they had in moments when she was not thinking of herself. As with all people, the moment she looked in the mirror, her face assumed a strained, unnatural, bad expression.
Leo TolstoyTags: beauty ugliness unattractiveness
Nothing but ambition, nothing but the desire to get on, that's all there is in his soul," she thought; "as for these lofty ideals, love of culture, religion, they are only so many tools for getting on.
Leo TolstoyI wanted to run after him, but remembered that it is ridiculous to run after one's wife's lover in one's socks; and I did not wish to be ridiculous but terrible.
Leo TolstoyThere are two aspects," Alexey Alexandrovitch resumed: "those who take part and those who look on; and love for such spectacles is an unmistakable proof of a low degree of development in the spectator, I admit, but . . .
Leo TolstoyThose whom God wishes to destroy he drives mad.
Leo TolstoyTags: war-and-peace
No one is satisfied with his position, but every one is satisfied with his wit
Leo TolstoyThe only thing that we know is that we know nothing, and that is the highest flight of human wisdom.
Leo TolstoyTutte le famiglie felici si assomigliano fra loro, ogni famiglia infelice è infelice a suo modo.
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