Книга · War and Peace
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Автор: Leo Tolstoy
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"It would be good," thought Prince Andrew, glancing at the icon
his sister had hung round his neck with such emotion and
reverence, "it would be good if everything were as clear and
simple as it seems to Mary. How good it would be to know where to
seek for help in this life, and what to expect after it beyond
the grave! How happy and calm I should be if I could now say:
'Lord, have mercy on me!'... But to whom should I say that?
Either to a Power indefinable, incomprehensible, which I not only
cannot address but which I cannot even express in words-the Great
All or Nothing-" said he to himself, "or to that God who has been
sewn into this amulet by Mary! There is nothing certain, nothing
at all except the unimportance of everything I understand, and
the greatness of something incomprehensible but all-important."
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