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.
Leo TolstoyStepan Arkadyevitch was a truthful man in his relations with himself. He was incapable of deceiving himself and persuading himself that he repented of his conduct. He could not at this date repent of the fact that he, a handsome, susceptible man of thirty-four, was not in love with his wife, the mother of five living and two dead children, and only a year younger than himself. All he repented of was that he had not succeeded better in hiding it from his wife. But he felt all the difficulty of his position and was sorry for his wife, his children, and himself. Possibly he might have managed to conceal his sins better from his wife if he had anticipated that the knowledge of them would have had such an effect on her.
Leo TolstoyHistory, that is, the unconscious, common, swarm life of mankind uses every moment of the life of kings as an instrument for its own ends
Leo TolstoyAs long as he followed the fixed definition of obscure words such as spirit, will, freedom, essence, purposely letting himself go into the snare of words the philosophers set for him, he seemed to comprehend something. But he had only to forget the artificial train of reasoning, and to turn from life itself to what had satisfied him while thinking in accordance with the fixed definitions, and all this artificial edifice fell to pieces at once like a house of cards, and it became clear that the edifice had been built up out of those transposed words, apart from anything in life more important than reason.
Leo TolstoyTag: philosophy
Art lifts man from his personal life into the universal life.
Leo Tolstoy—Si todo el mundo hiciera la guerra por convicción, no habría ninguna.
Leo Tolstoy...pero es usted más ignorante e insensato que un chiquillo que jugando con las piezas de un reloj hábilmente fabricado osara decir, porque no comprende su utilidad, que no cree en el hombre que lo ha hecho.
Leo TolstoyCon los ojos fijos en Napoleón pensaba en la insignificancia de la grandeza, en la insignificancia de la vida cuyo objeto nadie comprendía, en la insignificancia mayor aún de la muerte cuyo sentido permanecía oculto e impenetrable a los humanos
Leo TolstoyTag: life death vida muerte napoleon
Everything was in confusion in the Oblonskys' house.
Leo TolstoyHe did what heroes do after their work is accomplished; he died.
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