“…and just as he was on the point of realizing that Karataev had been killed, but just at that instant, he knew not why, the recollection came to his mind of a summer evening…and without linking up the events of the day or drawing a conclusion from them, Pierre closed his eyes, seeing a vision of the country in summer-time mingled with memories of bathing and of the liquid, vibrating globe.” Amidst war, this!
— Feb 24, 2026 07:15PM
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