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Anna Karenina


                                  servant to whose hut he had  gone to get dry evidently
                                  approved of Levin’s plan, and of his own accord proposed
                                  to enter the partnership by the purchase of cattle.
                                     ‘I have only to go stubbornly on towards my aim, and I

                                  shall attain my end,’ thought Levin; ‘and it’s something to
                                  work and take trouble for. This is not a matter of myself
                                  individually; the question of the public welfare comes into
                                  it. The whole system of culture, the chief element in the
                                  condition of the people, must be completely transformed.
                                  Instead of poverty, general prosperity and content; instead
                                  of hostility, harmony and unity of interests. In short, a
                                  bloodless revolution, but a revolution of the greatest
                                  magnitude, beginning in the little circle of our district,
                                  then the province, then Russia, the whole world. Because
                                  a just idea cannot but be fruitful. Yes, it’s an aim worth
                                  working for. And it’s being me, Kostya Levin, who went
                                  to a ball in a black tie, and was refused by the
                                  Shtcherbatskaya girl, and who was intrinsically such a
                                  pitiful, worthless creature—that proves nothing; I feel sure
                                  Franklin felt just as worthless, and he too had no faith in
                                  himself, thinking of himself as a whole. That means
                                  nothing. And he too, most likely, had an Agafea
                                  Mihalovna to whom he confided his secrets.’





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