Character: Andrei Bolkonsky

They will come together tomorrow, kill tens of thousands of people, and then they will serve thanksgiving prayers. How god from there looks and listens to them!

Yes, yes, here they are, those false images that excited and admired and tormented me. Glory, the public good, love for a woman, the fatherland itself - how great these pictures seemed to me, what a deep meaning they seemed to be fulfilled. And it's all so simple, pale and rough in the light of that morning that I feel is rising for me.

It is very easy to judge a person in disfavor and blame the mistakes of others on him.

- You don't understand why I say this, he continued. - It's a whole life story. You say Bonaparte and his career, said he, although Pierre is not talking about Bonaparte. - You say, Bonaparte; but Bonaparte when he worked out, step-by-step now was to the goal, he was free, he had nothing but his goal, and he achieved it. But tie yourself up with a woman, as a shackled convict, you lose all freedom. And all that is in you nalid and effort, everything is just a burden and repentance torments you. Drawing rooms, gossip, balls, vanity, nothingness - that's the enchanted circle I cannot get out. I now go to the war, the greatest war there ever been, and I don't know anything and are worthless. Je suis très très aimable et caustique, continued Prince Andrew, and at Anna Pavlovna listening to me. And this stupid society, without which can not live, my wife, and these women... If only you could know what it toutes les femmes distinguées and all women! My father is right. The selfishness, the vanity, the stupidity, the pettiness of all - that women kogda they are shown as they are. Look at them in the light, it seems that there is something, and nothing, nothing, nothing! Yes, do not marry, my soul, do not marry, - finished Prince Andrew.

One thing, what would I do, if I had the power, I wouldn't take prisoners. The French have destroyed my home and are coming to destroy Moscow, they have outraged and are outraging me every second. They are my enemies, they are all criminals, in my opinion! And so thinks Timokhin and the whole army. It is necessary to execute them. Robbing the wrong house, kill my children, my father, and talk about the rules of war and magnanimity to enemies. Take no prisoners, but kill and be killed! War is not courtesy but the vilest thing in life, and we need to understand that and not play at war. It should be taken strictly and seriously this terrible necessity. All of this: discard the lies, and the war as a war, not a toy.

Success never has depended and never will depend on position, nor weapons, nor even of the number; and least of all from the position.
- But why?
- From that feeling which is in me, in him, [he pointed to Timokhin] each soldier. Why we at Austerlitz lost the battle? Position? It's all rubbish! Nothing! There is no need was there to fight: as soon as possible wanted to leave the field of battle. What we will have tomorrow? To me, it is this: one hundred, one hundred Russian and French armies met to fight, and the fact that these two hundred thousand fighting and who will fight the hardest and spare themselves the least will, he wins. Tomorrow, whatever it is, we shall win the battle!

Yes, there's the oak...
"Spring, love, and happiness! And how will not bother you all the same stupid, senseless deception. All the same, and all of the hype! There is no spring, no sun, no happiness. Not believe in your hopes and deceptions."
Yes, he's right, a thousand times right, this oak, let others, the young, to succumb to this deception, but we know life, our life is over! Have to live your life, doing no evil, not worrying and not wanting anything.

And if there is nothing left but to die? Well, if I had to! I'll do it no worse than others.

It is impossible, mon cher, everywhere is all to say, that only think.

- It is unfair that there is harm to another man, said Pierre, feeling with pleasure that for the first time since his arrival Prince Andrew was revived and started to talk and wanted to Express everything that made him the way he was now.
- Who told you what is bad for another man? he asked.
Evil? Evil? said Pierre. - We all know what is evil.
- Yes, we know, but the evil that I know for myself, I can't make another person more and more perking up, said Prince Andrew, apparently wanting to Express to Pierre his new view of things. He spoke in French. - Je ne connais dans la vie que maux réels bien: C'est le remord et la maladie. Il n'est de bien que l absence de ces maux. To live for myself avoiding those two evils, that's my whole philosophy now.
- And the love of neighbor, and sacrifice? 'said Pierre. - No, I don't agree! To live only so as not to do evil, not to confess, this is not enough. I lived, I lived for myself and ruined my life. And only now, when I live, at least I try (out of modesty recovered Pierre) to live for others, only now have I understood all the happiness of life. No, I don't agree with you, and you don't think what you're talking about. - Prince Andrew looked silently at Pierre and smiled mockingly.

In fact, everything is simple. World... the world yearns to be loved. To love him is not difficult. I heard a quiet, whispering voice is like a quiet music and realized that it was accidentally flown the fly. And she wanted I loved her and I loved her. And I realized that people can love all...

What a beauty! I never noticed it before? We are nothing compared to the clear, blue, endless sky.

There is nothing, nothing true, except the nothingness that I understand, and the greatness of something incomprehensible but most important!

And of all the people no one else loved and I hated her.