The means to gain happiness is to throw out from oneself like a spider in all directions an adhesive web of love,… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Joy can be real only if people look upon their life as a service, and have a definite object in life outside… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
We may remark in passing that to be blind and beloved may, in this world where nothing is perfect, be among the… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
What a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness! A beautiful woman utters absurdities: we listen, and we hear not the… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
It is true, I deny the incomprehensible Trinity, and the fable regarding the fall of man, which is absurd in our day. It is… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
If you are content with the old world, try to preserve it, it is very sick and cannot hold out much longer. But if… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Religious superstition consists in the belief that the sacrifices, often of human lives, made to the imaginary being are essential, and that men may… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
It is easier to produce ten volumes of philosophical writing than to put one principle into practice — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
A human can be healthy without killing animals for food. Therefore if he eats meat he participates in taking animal life merely for the… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Knowledge is being aware that fire can burn; wisdom is remembering the blister — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
Art is a human activity having for its purpose the transmission to others of the highest and best feelings to which men have risen. — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
True science investigates and brings to human perception such truths and such knowledge as the people of a given time and society consider most… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
If it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there… — Leo Nikolaevich Tolstoy Copy Share Image
