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“The more mental effort he made the clearer he saw that it was undoubtedly so: that he had really forgotten and overlooked one little circumstance in life - that Death would come and end everything, so that it was useless to begin anything, and that there was no help for it, Yes it was terrible but true”

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The Complete Works of Leo Tolstoy: Novels, Short Stories, Plays, Memoirs, Letters & Essays on Art, Religion and Politics: Anna Karenina, War and Peace, Resurrection, The Death of Ivan Ilych, A Confession, The Cossacks, Correspondences with Gandhi, The Kreutzer Sonata, Fables and Stories for Childrenand Many More

The Complete Works of Leo Tolstoy is a comprehensive compilation of the renowned author's extensive body of work. It features his most famous novels, such as Anna Karenina and War and Peace, as well as his shorter stories, plays, and personal reflections. The collection also includes letters and essays that delve into Tolstoy's thoughts on art, religion, and politics, offering a comprehensive view of his intellectual and creative pursuits. This collection is essential for anyone interested in the works of Leo Tolstoy and the rich tapestry of Russian literature. 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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