Smallhouse Log

later that day

Reading Anna Karenina, I respect Levin, but I don't understand him. And I like Oblansky, because I am told that everyone likes him, and his way of speaking and considerate actions toward his friends recommend him, but I can't respect or understand him. But Karenin, Karenin I understand, I indentify with, I empathise with. And that makes it a very difficult book to read.

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