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Leo Tolstoy

The Death of Ivan Ilych

  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Life, a series of increasing sufferings, flies further and further towards its end—the most terrible suffering.
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    “There is one bright spot there at the back, at the beginning of life, and afterwards all becomes blacker and blacker and proceeds more and more rapidly—in inverse ratio to the square of the distance from death,”
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    And the further he departed from childhood and the nearer he came to the present the more worthless and doubtful were the joys.
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    “Then what does it mean? Why? It can’t be that life is so senseless and horrible. But if it really has been so horrible and senseless, why must I die and die in agony? There is something wrong! “Maybe I did not live as I ought to have done,” it suddenly occurred to him. “But how could that be, when I did everything properly?” he replied, and immediately dismissed from his mind this, the sole solution of all the riddles of life and death, as something quite impossible.
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    And in imagination he began to recall the best moments of his pleasant life. But strange to say none of those best moments of his pleasant life now seemed at all what they had then seemed—none of them except the first recollections of childhood. There, in childhood, there had been something really pleasant with which it would be possible to live if it could return. But the child who had experienced that happiness existed no longer, it was like a reminiscence of somebody else.
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Always and for ever the same, always these endless days and nights.
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    “We shall all of us die, so why should I grudge a little trouble?”—expressing the fact that he did not think his work burdensome, because he was doing it for a dying man and hoped someone would do the same for him when his time came.
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    It would flash through the screen and he would see it. It was just a flash, and he hoped it would disappear, but he would involuntarily pay attention to his side. “It sits there as before, gnawing just the same!” And he could no longer forget It, but could distinctly see it looking at him from behind the flowers. “What is it all for?” “It really is so! I lost my life over that curtain as I might have done when storming a fort. Is that possible? How terrible and how stupid. It can’t be true! It can’t, but it is.” He would go to his study, lie down, and again be alone with It: face to face with It. And nothing could be done with It except to look at it and shudder.
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    “It is impossible that all men have been doomed to suffer this awful horror!”
  • FationGjokjaцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Isn’t it obvious to everyone but me that I’m dying, and that it’s only a question of weeks, days...it may happen this moment. There was light and now there is darkness. I was here and now I’m going there! Where?”
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