Leo Tolstoy Quotes - Page 2

Spiritual activity, education, civilization, culture, the idea are all vague, indefinite concepts, under the banner of which it is quite convenient to use words that have a still less clear meaning and therefore can easily be plugged into any theory.

If so many men, so many minds, certainly so many hearts, so many kinds of love.

But every acquisition that is disproportionate to the labor spent on it is dishonest.

One must be cunning and wicked in this world.

I think that when you remember, remember, remember everything like that, you could go on until you remember what was there before you were in the world.

Are we not all flung into the world for no other purpose than to hate each other, and so to torture ourselves and one another?

If you love me as you say you do,' she whispered, 'make it so that I am at peace.

It's hard to love a woman and do anything.

He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began.

We are asleep until we fall in Love!

I'm like a starving man who has been given food. Maybe he's cold, and his clothes are torn, and he's ashamed, but he's not unhappy.

I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.

He was afraid of defiling the love which filled his soul.

He could not be mistaken. There were no other eyes like those in the world. There was only one creature in the world who could concentrate for him all the brightness and meaning of life. It was she. It was Kitty.

He stepped down, avoiding any long look at her as one avoids long looks at the sun, but seeing her as one sees the sun, without looking.

If, then, I were asked for the most important advice I could give, that which I considered to be the most useful to the men of our century, I should simply say: in the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.

If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, then all possibility of life is destroyed.

And you know, there's less charm in life when you think about death-but it's more peaceful.

There are no conditions to which a person cannot grow accustomed, especially if he sees that everyone around him lives in the same way.

Life did not stop, and one had to live.