Morning or night, Friday or Sunday, made no difference, everything was the same: the gnawing, excruciating, incessant pain; that awareness of life irrevocably passing but not yet gone; that dreadful, loathsome death, the only reality, relentlessly closing in on him; and that same endless lie. What did days, weeks, or hours matter?
Leo TolstoyThe most important of all sciences man can and must learn is the science of living so as to do the least evil and the greatest possible good.
Leo TolstoyThe best thoughts most often come in the morning after waking, while still in bed or while walking.
Leo TolstoyWith one hand I take thousands of rubles from the poor, and with the other I hand back a few kopecks.
Leo TolstoyCan it be that I have overlooked something, that there is something which I have failed to understand? Is it not possible that this state of despair is common to everyone?
Leo Tolstoy