The hero of my tale, whom I love with all the power of my soul, whom I have tried to portray in all his beauty, who has been, is, and will be beautiful, is Truth.
Leo TolstoyThe truth is obtained like gold, not by letting it grow bigger, but by washing off from it everything that isn't gold
Leo TolstoyLevin scowled. The humiliation of his rejection stung him to the heart, as though it were a fresh wound he had only just received. But he was at home, and at home the very walls are a support.
Leo TolstoyIt seems as though mankind has forgotten the laws of its divine Saviour, Who preached love and forgiveness of injuriesโand that men attribute the greatest merit to skill in killing one another.
Leo TolstoyAt that instant he knew that all his doubts, even the impossibility of believing with his reason, of which he was aware in himself, did not in the least hinder his turning to God. All of that now floated out of his soul like dust. To whom was he to turn if not to Him in whose hands he felt himself, his soul, and his love?
Leo Tolstoy