Book: Anna Karenina. Page 1

... we are all created to suffer, and we all know it, and all invent means to deceive themselves. And when you see the truth, what to do?

He felt that he could not avert from himself the hatred of the people, because this hatred was not because he was bad (then he could try to be better), but because he's disgusting and shameful unhappy.

No, my soul, for I have no such balls, where the fun is.

If you forgive, it is very, very.

And I have confidence in myself when you are leaning on me.

"Shut up, stupid," he conjured his heart.

When you work, loving work, you will find a reward.

Maybe because I'm happy with what I have and not worry about what is not present.

In Moscow he was so low that in fact, if I could live there for a long time, came to be, what kind, and to salvation; in Petersburg he felt again a decent person.

- Why am I given a reason, if I don't use it to produce to light the unfortunate?
She looked at Dolly, but without waiting for a response, continued:
- I'd always felt guilty in the sight of these unhappy children, ' she said. - If not, then they are not unhappy at least, and if they are unhappy, then I'm the one to blame.

All women, simply as women, were terrible and repugnant to him.

He had the ability to understand art and it's true, with a taste to imitate art, and he thought that he is the same as what you need for the artist, and some little time hesitating what he will choose a kind of painting: religious, historical, genre or realistic, he began to write. He knew all the families and could be inspired by the one and the other; but he could not imagine that it was possible not to know what is the birth of painting and be inspired directly by what is in the soul, without caring whether what he writes, belong to any known genus.

These were the two main representatives of the Moscow intellectuals, as Oblonsky had called them. Both were respectable in character and mind. They respected each other, but almost all were completely and hopelessly disagree among themselves - not because that they belonged to the opposite directions, but because they were of the same camp (their enemies mixed into one), but in this camp they had every shade. And since there is nothing nesposobna to the agreement, as the differences in poluotvorenog, they not only never agreed in their opinions, but used for a long time, not angry, just laugh incorrigible misconception one another.

The old Prince got up and stroked his hair kitty. She raised her face and forced a smile, looking at him. She always thought that he is better than everyone in the family understands her, though he talked little with her. She was as much her father's favorite, and it seemed to her that his love for her made him perceptive. Now, to meet his blue, kind eyes, staring at her with his wrinkled face, it seemed to her that he sees through her and realizes all the bad that it is done. She, blushing, reached out to him, expecting a kiss, but he only patted her hair and said,
- These stupid chignons! To the real daughter and not make it and caress the hair of dead women.