Quote by Leo Tolstoy Download Open image ““And the moujiks? How do the moujiks die?”” — Leo Tolstoy ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.5 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Your parents, Oskar and Mina. They are dead and gone now, Yanek, and we would grieve them if we could. But we have only… — Alan Gratz Copy Share Image
“Maybe that's what being alive is about: so we can track down those movments that are dying.” — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
“There are ways and ways of dying, and some of them leave you walking around.” — Anna Quindlen Copy Share Image
“the city rolled over and fell down dead. The sound of its death came after.” — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
“This world ye speak of, Akira, is built upon survival. The strong conquer and live, while the weak crumble and die.” — Jennifer Hudson Taylor Copy Share Image
“There are so many little dyings that it doesn't matter which of them is death. ” — Kenneth Patchen 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 – your heart, your soul. Beauty one could get to know and fall in love with in one hour and cease to love it as speedily; but the soul one must learn to know. Believe me, nothing… — 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 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 the opposite end of the ground. There was apparently nothing striking either in her dress or her attitude. But for Levin she was as easy to find in that crowd as a rose among nettles. Everything… — 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 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