It has been a wonderful gift both this winter and last to have Tolstoy in my ear during these early morning excursions. I am once again listening to Anna Karenina on my iPod as I trot through the quiet streets of town. I lose myself in the narrative. I love the characters and feel for them with all of my heart. For an hour or so every morning I am in Russia, and there is no place I'd rather be.
Here is a review I wrote of Anna Karenina.
And here are some shots from our snow fire yesterday.
I cried at the end of Anna Karenina; I think that's only happened twice in my life, having a book make me weep. My fondest memory of it was that it was my go-to sign for who to date in high school; the girls who were carrying a copy of it were at the top of my list (and how fast they got through it said volumes, too).
ReplyDeleteHi Steve! You have me curious now.....what was the other book that made you cry?
ReplyDeleteI'm just downloading that book now, I've been on the lookout for a monster of a book for my phone for long drives - thanks a mil!
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