“All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow." Levin” — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Beautiful as seemed mama's face, it became more lovely when she smiled and seemed to enliven everything about her. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“All the diversity, all the charm, and all the beauty of life are made up of light and shade.” — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Konstantin Levin did not like talking and hearing about the beauty of nature. Words for him took away the beauty of what… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Every man had his personal habits, passions, and impulses toward goodness, beauty, and truth. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“It seems to me that what we call beauty in a face lies in the smile: if the smile heightens the charm… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“The hero of my tale,” Tolstoy wrote when he was just twenty-seven, “whom I love with all the power of my soul,… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
The idea of beauty is the fundamental idea of everything. In the world we see only distortions of the fundamental idea, but… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
He looked at her as a man might look at a faded flower he had plucked, in which it was difficult for… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“But there was something in her higher than what surrounded her. There was in her the glow of the real diamond among… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Is it possible to love a woman who will never understand the profoundest interests of my life? Is it possible to love… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“I think it delightful too," I said; "but I am sad just because of the beauty of it all. All is so… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
The hero of my tale, whom I love with all the power of my soul, whom I have tried to portray in… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
People understand the meaning of eating lies in the nourishment of the body only when they cease to consider that the object… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“But the princess had never seen the beautiful expression of her eyes; the expression that came into them when she was not… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness. A handsome woman talks nonsense, you listen and hear not… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Can it be that there is not enough space for man in this beautiful world, under those immeasurable, starry heavens? Is it… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Never to the end of his life could he understand goodness, beauty, or truth, or the significance of his actions which were… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Although these words of hers confirmed in me my conviction that I was not handsome, they also confirmed in me an ambition… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“When he thought of her, he could call up a vivid picture of her to himself, especially the charm of that little… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“I already love in you your beauty, but I am only beginning to love in you that which is eternal and ever… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“How beautiful Mamma’s face was when she smiled! It made her so infinitely more charming, and everything around her seemed to grow… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Art is not, as the metaphysicians say, the manifestation of some mysterious idea of beauty or God; it is not, as the… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“The old oak, utterly transformed, draped in a tent of sappy dark green, basked faintly, undulating in the rays of the evening… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Her eyes, always sad, now looked into the mirror with particular hopelessness. "She's flattering me," thought the princess, and she turned away… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
He looked at her as a man looks at a faded flower he has gathered , with difficulty recognizing the beauty for… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“As is always the case with a thoroughly attractive woman, her defect—the shortness of her upper lip and her half-open mouth—seemed to… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
In spite the mountains of books written about art, no precise definition of art has been constructed. And the reason for this… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
These joys were so trifling as to be as imperceptible as grains of gold among the sand, and in moments of depression she saw… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
The only significance of life consists in helping to establish the kingdom of God. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
“I already love in you your beauty, but I am only beginning to love in you that which is eternal and ever precious –… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
“If you only knew what those society women are, and women in general! My father is right. Selfish, vain, stupid, trivial in everything—that's what… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
To evoke in oneself a feeling one has once experienced, and having evoked it in oneself, then by means of movements, lines, colors, sounds,… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
Once we're thrown off our habitual paths, we think all is lost, but it's only here that the new and the good begins. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
“He knew she was there by the rapture and the terror that seized on his heart. She was standing talking to a lady at… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
“He was not to blame for being born with an irrepressible charachter and a mind some how constrained.” — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
I ask one thing only: I ask for the right to hope, to suffer as I do. But if even that cannot be, command… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
The idea shared by many that life is a vale of tears is just as false as the idea shared by the great majority,… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
To say that a work of art is good, but incomprehensible to the majority of men, is the same as saying of some kind… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share
