The feelings resembled memories — but memories of what? Apparently one can remember things that have never happened.
The feelings resembled memories — but memories of what? Apparently one can remember things that have never happened.
The feelings resembled memories — but memories of what? Apparently one can remember things that have never happened.
The feelings resembled memories — but memories of what? Apparently one can remember things that have never happened.
The feelings resembled memories — but memories of what? Apparently one can remember things that have never happened.
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The feelings resembled memories

— but memories of what? Apparently one can remember things that have never happened.
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All the diversity, all the charm, and all the beauty of life are made up of light and shade. — Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
But every acquisition that is disproportionate to the labor spent on it is dishonest. — Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
Blessed are the peacemakers — theirs is the kingdom of heaven
All happy families are alike — each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.
The sanctification of political power by Christianity is blasphemy — it is the negation of Christianity.
I was wrong when I said that I did not regret the past. I do regret it; I weep for the past love which can never return. — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness
Society in itself is no great harm, but unsatisfied social aspirations are a bad and ugly business. We must certainly ac — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness
Just imagine the existence of a man - let us call him A - who has left youth far behind, and of a woman whom we may call — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness
I felt a wish never to leave that room - a wish that dawn might never come, that my present frame of mind might never ch — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness
One day at Fenner's (the university cricket ground at Cambridge), just before the last war, G. H. Hardy and I were talki — C.P. Snow, Variety of Men
He was not thinking that the Christian law which he had wanted to follow all his life prescribed that he forgive and lov — but the joyful feeling of love and forgiveness of his enemies filled his soul.
Just think! This whole world of ours is only a speck of mildew sprung up on a tiny planet, yet we think we can have some — Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina