Tolstoy [Wednesday, Jun. 21, 2006, 2:50 pm]
I think Leo Tolstoy is becoming one of my favorite authors. He just has a way of putting certain situations into a perspective that I've never read before, if that makes much sense. I love how he can tell a fictional story, while at the same time tie it in to real life situations almost seamlessly, without making it sound preachy, but clearly enough for it to make perfect sense.
Here's the opening paragraph(s) of "Resurrection," a book that I'm almost halfway through right now:
Though men in their hundreds of thousands had tried their hardest to disfigure that little corner of the earth where they had crowded themselves together, paving the ground with stones so that nothing could grow, weeding out every blade of vegetation, filling the air with fumes of coal and gas, cutting down the trees and driving away every beast and every bird - spring, however, was still spring, even in the towns. . . It was not this spring morning which they considered sacred and important, not the beauty of God's world, given to all creatures to enjoy - a beauty which inclines the heart to peace, to harmony, and to love. No, what they considered sacred and important were their own devices for wielding power over each other.
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