A little muzhik was working on the railroad, mumbling in his beard. And the candle by which she had read the book that was filled with fears, with deceptions, with anguish, and with evil, flared up with greater brightness than she had ever known, revealing to her all that before was in darkness, then flickered, grew faint, and went out forever.
About This Quote
About Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina.
Themes
- Death — Contemplations on mortality, loss, and the legacy we leave