Just fancy! One can hear and see the grass growing,' thought Levin, as he noticed wet slate-coloured aspen leaf move close to the point of a blade of grass.

Spring is the time of plans and projects.

Truth, like gold, is to be obtained not by its growth, but by washing away from it all that is not gold.

One can no more approach people without love than one can approach bees without care. Such is the quality of bees...

Can it be that there is not enough space for man in this beautiful world, under those immeasurable, starry heavens? Is it possible that man's heart can harbour, amid such ravishing natural beauty, feelings of hatred, vengeance, or the desire to destroy his fellows? All the evil in man, one would think, should disappear on contact with Nature, the most spontaneous expression of beauty and goodness.

Truth, like gold, is to be obtained not by its growth, but by washing away from it all that is not gold.