Not long after my 19th birthday, was continuing to read Anna Karenina. This was one of the happiest times of my life. Was in love and had just finished up my freshman year of college. Everything was new and exciting. Everything about this book felt magical and when I read through these quotes I am transported to that time in my life.
"Only that had been sorrow, and this was joy. But that sorrow and this joy were equally beyond the usual plane of existence: they were like openings through which something sublime became visible. And what was being accomplished now, as in that other moment, was accomplished harshly, painfully; and in contemplation of this sublime something the soul soared to heights it had never attained before, while reason lagged behind, unable to keep up." - Leo Tolstoy, December 19, 2012. 10:56 AM, a Wednesday morning. Christmas vacation from school.
"Before anything can be embarked upon in married life, there must necessarily be either absolute antagonism between husband and wife or loving agreement. When relations are uncertain, neither one thing nor the other, no move can be made." - Leo Tolstoy, December 20, 2012. 1:37 PM, a Thursday afternoon.
"Little hope but will do everything possible and impossible." - Leo Tolstoy, December 20, 2012. 2:23 PM, a Thursday afternoon.
"The struggle for existence and hate are the only things that hold men together." - Leo Tolstoy, December 20, 2012. 3:27 PM, a Thursday afternoon.
"No, it's a useless journey you're making. You can't get away from yourselves."
- Leo Tolstoy, December 20, 2012. 3:27 PM, a Thursday afternoon.
"And where love ends, hate begins." - Leo Tolstoy, December 20, 2012. 3:36 PM, a Thursday afternoon.
"On the reflection that I couldn't conceive a situation in which life would not be a misery, that we were all created in order to suffer, and that we all know this and all try to invent means for deceiving ourselves. But when you see the truth, what are you to do?" - Leo Tolstoy, December 20, 2012. 4:24 PM, a Thursday afternoon.
"Reason has been given to man to enable him to escape from his troubles." - Leo Tolstoy, December 20, 2012. 4:25 PM, a Thursday afternoon.
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