Leo Tolstoy

In the midst of winter, I find within me the invisible summer...

I wanted movement and not a calm course of existence. I wanted excitement and danger and the chance to sacrifice myself for my love.

It's hard to love a woman and do anything.

There are no conditions to which a person cannot grow accustomed, especially if he sees that everyone around him lives in the same way.

I think... if it is true that there are as many minds as there are heads, then there are as many kinds of love as there are hearts.

It is amazing how complete is the delusion that beauty is goodness.

Muhammad has always been standing higher than the Christianity. He does not consider god as a human being and never makes himself equal to God. Muslims worship nothing except God and Muhammad is his Messenger. There is no any mystery and secret in it.

They've got no idea what happiness is, they don't know that without this love there is no happiness or unhappiness for us--there is no life.

We are asleep until we fall in Love!

Seize the moments of happiness, love and be loved! That is the only reality in the world, all else is folly. It is the one thing we are interested in here.

And you know, there's less charm in life when you think about death--but it's more peaceful.

If, then, I were asked for the most important advice I could give, that which I considered to be the most useful to the men of our century, I should simply say: in the name of God, stop a moment, cease your work, look around you.

He looked at her as a man might look at a faded flower he had plucked, in which it was difficult for him to trace the beauty that had made him pick and so destroy it

The best stories don't come from "good vs. bad" but "good vs. good."

To educate the peasantry, three things are needed: schools, schools and schools.

We can know only that we know nothing. And that is the highest degree of human wisdom.

I've always loved you, and when you love someone, you love the whole person, just as he or she is, and not as you would like them to be.

He was afraid of defiling the love which filled his soul.