The magnanimity and sensibility of a lady who faints when she sees a calf being killed: she is so kindhearted that she can't look at blood, but enjoys eating the calf served up with sauce.
Leo TolstoyLife could be limitless joy, if we would only take it for what it is, in the way it is given to us.
Leo TolstoyIt is easier to produce ten volumes of philosophical writings than to put one principle into practice.
Leo Tolstoy