Even in the valley of the shadow of death, two and two do not make six. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
The true office of any faith is to give life a meaning which death cannot destroy. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
He who has a mistaken idea of life, will always have a mistaken idea of death. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
You will die and it will all be over. You will die and find out everything or cease asking. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
How often we sin, how much we deceive, and all for what?... All will end in death, all! — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“He saw nothing but death or the advance towards death in everything.” — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“But, as always happens after death, his face had grown handsomer, more dignified—more distinguished, in short, than it had ever been in… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
the very fact of the death of someone close to them aroused in all who heard about it, as always, a feeling… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Love hinders death. Love is life. Anything at all that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is - everything… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Why should I live? Why should I do anything? Is there in life any purpose which the inevitable death that awaits me… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“The worker picked up Pakhom’s spade, dug a grave, and buried him - six feet from head to heel, exactly the amount… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
He sought his former accustomed fear of death and did not find it. "Where is it? What death?" There was no fear… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“He had been stricken with horror, not so much of death, as of life, without any knowledge of whence, and why, and… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“But neither of them dared speak of it, and not having expressed the one thing that occupied their thoughts, whatever they said… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Suddenly I heard the words of Christ and understood them, and life and death ceased to seem to me evil, and instead… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Death is more certain than the morrow, than night following day, than winter following summer. Why is it then that we prepare… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“My brother's death: wise, good, serious, he fell ill while still a young man, suffered for more than a year, and died… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“When you understand that you will die tomorrow, if not today, and nothing will be left, then everything is so unimportant!... So… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Looking into Napoleon's eyes, Prince Andrei thought about the insignificance of grandeur, about the insignificance of life, the meaning of which no… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
As we live through thousands of dreams in our present life, so is our present life only one of many thousands of… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
In spite of death, he felt the need of life and love. He felt that love saved him from despair, and that… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“If there were no magnanimity in war, we'd go to it only when it was worth going to certain death, as now.… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Then these moments of perplexity began to recur oftener and oftener, and always in the same form. They were always expressed by… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“At the point where he, today's Ivan Ilyich, began to emerge, all the pleasures that had seemed so real melted away now… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“I recalled the hundreds of occasions when life had died within me only to be reborn. I remembered that I only lived… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Memento mori-remember death! These are important words. If we kept in mind that we will soon inevitably die, our lives would be… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“What is the matter with you?" asked Shcherbatsky. "Nothing much, but there is little to be happy about in this world." "Little?… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Before and after the funeral I never ceased to cry and be miserable, but it makes me ashamed when I think back… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“Yes, it is very likely that I shall be killed tomorrow,’ he thought. And suddenly at this thought of death a whole… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“I have hundreds of roubles that I don't know what to do with, and she stands there in a tattered coat and… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
It is possible to live only as long as life intoxicates us; once we are sober we cannot help seeing that it… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Here I am...wanting to accomplish something and completely forgetting it must all end--that there is such a thing as death. — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“I work, I want to do something, but I had forgotten it must all end; I had forgotten--death.” — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
The possibility of killing one's self is a safety valve. Having it, man has no right to say life is unbearable. — 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 Image
The only significance of life consists in helping to establish the kingdom of God. — 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 precious –… — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“He was not to blame for being born with an irrepressible charachter and a mind some how constrained.” — Leo Tolstoy Copy Share Image
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 Image
