Author of quotes: Leo Tolstoy. Page 3

The poor man has to marry and the night is short, the rich man has just planned it, made a wish - everything you wish will come true.

Go away from me. I am a convict, and you are a prince, and you have no business being here. You want to be saved by me. You enjoyed me in this life, but you want to be saved by me in the next world!

He knew the laws and demanded their execution. For this, his superiors did not like him.

Nekhlyudov experienced a feeling similar to that which a horse must experience when it is stroked in order to put on a bridle and lead it to harness. And now more than ever it was unpleasant for him to drive.

On the day appointed by lawyer Fanarin, Nekhlyudov came to see him. Entering his magnificent apartment in his own house with huge plants and amazing curtains in the windows and generally that expensive furnishings, testifying to foolish, that is, easily obtained money, which only happens to people who have unexpectedly become rich, Nekhlyudov found applicants waiting in line in the reception area.

She was a prostitute sentenced to hard labor, and, despite this, she formed a worldview for herself in which she could approve of herself and even be proud of her position. This worldview was that the main benefit of all men, without exception, was sexual intercourse with attractive women. She, an attractive woman, may or may not satisfy this desire, and therefore she is an important and necessary person. Her entire past and present life was a confirmation of this view.

He felt that he had to awaken her spiritually, that it was terribly difficult; but the very difficulty of this matter attracted him. He felt for her a feeling in which there was nothing personal: he did not want anything from her, but only wanted her to stop being what she was now, so that she would awaken and become what she was before.

But then he felt that now, now, something most important was happening in his soul, that his inner life was standing at that moment as if on oscillating scales, which with the slightest effort could be pulled in one direction or another. And he made this effort, calling on that god. which he sensed in his soul yesterday, and God immediately responded to him.

There is something, some kind of abnormality in today's young people.

Never before had he reached such a level of pollution, such a discord between what his conscience demanded and the life he led, and he was horrified when he saw this distance.

Kolosov, having drunk vodka, wine, liqueur, was a little drunk, not as drunk as men who rarely drink are drunk, but as drunk as people who have made a habit out of wine. He did not stagger, did not say nonsense, but was in an abnormal state of excitement and satisfaction with himself.

Missy really wanted to get married, and Nekhlyudov was a good match. In addition, she liked him, and she accustomed herself to the idea that he would be hers (not she would be his, but he would be hers), and she, with unconscious but persistent cunning, such as happens to the mentally ill, achieved her goal.

Nekhlyudov came here to have fun, and he always felt pleasant in this house, not only because of the good tone of luxury that had a pleasant effect on his feelings, but also because of the atmosphere of flattering caresses that imperceptibly surrounded him.

The prosecutor's comrade was very stupid by nature, but on top of that he had the misfortune of graduating from a high school course with a gold medal and at the university receiving an award for his essay on Roman law, and therefore he was extremely self-confident, pleased with himself, and as a result of this he was extremely stupid.