So the centennial of Leo Tolstoy's death was celebrated (or mourned?), and as I read the article that was written about him, I will admit to the fact that I cried.
Although I've never read any of his works, I can still appreciate one of the greatest writers of our time. I can understand how he thought. He once said,
“The aim of an artist is not to solve a problem irrefutably, but to make people love life in all its countless, inexhaustible manifestations.”
And even though his thoughts became those of helplessness later on in his life, I believe wholeheartedly on this one. Being someone who is an artist and loves to create in almost every sense of the word, I agree that an artist's job is to show the world how to love life in all of its' aspects.
Although Tolstoy was a novelist and a crusader, he still remained incredibly influential on the people of the time. All the way from Ghandi to the czar himself, he will remain, at least in my book, one of the most influential writers of our modern day.
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