Leo Tolstoy Quotes:
Ocupation: Writer
Life: September 9, 1828 - November 20, 1910
Birthday: September 9
Death: November 20
Morning or night, Friday or Sunday, made no difference, everything was the same: the gnawing, excruciating, incessant pain; that awareness of life irrevocably passing but not yet gone; that dreadful, loathsome death, the only reality, relentlessly closing in on him; and that same endless lie. What did days, weeks, or hours matter?
topic: Friday, Morning, Pain, Awareness Of Life
