Leo Tolstoy, aka Count Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy or Tolstoi

Leo
Tolstoy, aka Count Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy or Tolstoi
1828
1910

Russian Essayist, Realistic Fiction Novelist and Playwright, best known for novels "War and Peace" and "Anna Karenina"

Author Quotes

To him Now, understand him, and place it in a second firm, high that, correct, all interests When compared to the beautiful sky, occupies the mind of Napoleon, is thought to worthless indeed, this is small hero own longing of his being drunk on the joy of victory and the vanity, such as well, was considered a small man indeed.

Vegetarianism is the taproot of humanitarianism.

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 walked to meet each other up at the time of our love and then we have been irresistibly drifting in different directions, and there's no altering that.

This divergence and perversion of the essential question is most striking in what goes today by the name of philosophy. There would seem to be only one question for philosophy to resolve: What must I do? Despite being combined with an enormous amount of unnecessary confusion, answers to the question have at any rate been given within the philosophical tradition on the Christian nations. For example, in Kant?s Critique of Practical Reason, or in Spinoza, Schopenhauer and specially Rousseau. But in more recent times, since Hegel?s assertion that all that exists is reasonable, the question of what one must do has been pushed to the background and philosophy has directed its whole attention to the investigation of things as they are, and to fitting them into a prearranged theory. This was the first step backwards. The second step, degrading human thought yet further, was the acceptance of the struggle for existence as a basic law, simply because that struggle can be observed among animals and plants. According to this theory the destruction of the weakest is a law which should not be opposed. And finally, the third step was taken when the childish originality of Nietzsche?s half-crazed thought, presenting nothing complete or coherent, but only various drafts of immoral and completely unsubstantiated ideas, was accepted by the leading figures as the final word in philosophical science. In reply to the question: what must we do? the answer is now put straightforwardly as: live as you like, without paying attention to the lives of others.

To imagine a man perfectly free and not subject to the law of inevitability, we must imagine him all alone, beyond space, beyond time, and free from dependence on cause.

Vengeance is mine, and I will repay.

We are all created to be miserable, and that we all know it, and all invent means of deceiving each other. And when one sees the truth, what is one to do?

We will never be friends, you know very well. We will be the happiest or the most miserable. Up to you... I only ask one thing: let me entertain expectations and continue to suffer as before. And if that's not possible, command me to disappear and disappear. You'll never see me if my presence is so annoying.

This foolish smile he could not forgive himself.

To Konstantin, the peasant was simply the chief partner in their common labor.

Vronsky is one of the sons of Count Kirill Ivanovitch Vronsky, and one of the finest specimens of the gilded youth of Petersburg.

We are asleep until we fall in Love!

Wealth brings a heavy purse; poverty, a light spirit.

This history of culture will explain to us the motives, the conditions of life, and the thought of the writer or reformer.

To live in the needs of the day, find forgetfulness.

Vronsky saw nothing and no one. He felt himself as a king, not because she had made an impression on Anna-he did not yet believe that-but because the impression she had made on him gave him happiness and pride.

We are forced to fall back on fatalism as an explanation of irrational events (that is to say, events the reasonableness of which we do not understand).

Wealth is a great sin in the eyes of God. Poverty is a great sin in the eyes of man.

This is tantamount to saying, my hand is weak. I cannot draw a straight line,?that is, a line which will be the shortest line between two given points,?and so, in order to make it more easy for myself, I, intending to draw a straight, will choose for my model a crooked line. The weaker my hand, the greater the need that my model should be perfect.

To love life is to love God. Harder and more blessed than all else is to love this life in one's sufferings, in undeserved sufferings.

Vronsky went into the car behind the conductor and at the entrance of the compartment he stopped to give way to a lady coming out. As usual tact man of the world, from one look to the outward appearance of this lady Vronsky judged in so certain that she belonged to high society. He apologized and was about to go in the car, but he felt the need to look at it again, not because she was very nice, not to the one that elegance and modest grace which could be seen in his whole person, but because in the expression leggiardo of the face, when she had passed by, there was something peculiarly caressing and tender. When he turned to look at her, she too turned her head. The sparkling gray eyes, which sembravan blacks for thick lashes, they stopped amicably, with a focus on his face, as if she recognized him, and immediately brought the crowd as he walked, as if looking for someone. Vronsky had time to notice the restrained animation that flashed on her face and fluttered between sparkling eyes and the faint smile that curved away her red lips. As if an abundance of something so colmasse his being, to be expressed outside of his control now in the twinkling of the eye, now in her smile. She had deliberately turned off the light in his eyes, but it shone against his will in the barely perceptible smile.

We can know only that we know nothing. And that is the highest degree of human wisdom.

Well Prince, so Genoa and Lucca are now just family estates of the Buonapartes. But I warn you, if you don't tell me that this means war, if you still try to defend the infamies and horrors perpetrated by that Antichrist? and I really believe he is Antichrist?I will have nothing more to do with you and you are no longer my friend, no longer my 'faithful slave', as you call yourself! But how are you? I see I have frightened you?sit down and tell me all the news.

Those are the men,' added Bolkonsky with a sigh which he could not suppress, as they went out of the palace, 'those are the men who decide the fate of nations.

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First Name
Leo
Last Name
Tolstoy, aka Count Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy or Tolstoi
Birth Date
1828
Death Date
1910
Bio

Russian Essayist, Realistic Fiction Novelist and Playwright, best known for novels "War and Peace" and "Anna Karenina"