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“. . . one must try to make one's life as pleasant as possible. I'm alive and it's not my fault, which means I must somehow go on living the best I can, without bothering anybody, until I die.”

Quote by Leo Tolstoy

Book:War and Peace
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War and Peace

A profound and sweeping narrative that delves into the complexities of human relationships and the impact of historical events on individuals, "War and Peace" is renowned for its rich character development and intricate portrayal of the Napoleonic era. more

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Leo Tolstoy
Leo Tolstoy

Leo Tolstoy was a Russian writer and thinker, a prominent representative of 19th-century Russian literature. His works deeply revealed social contradictions and human nature, and had a profound impact on the world. more

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