His gentleness to his companions, and his capacity for sitting still and thinking without doing anything (which seemed to them incomprehensible), he appeared to them a rather mysterious and superior being. The very qualities that had been a hindrance, if not actually harmful, to him in the world he had lived in--his strength, his disdain for the comforts of life, his absent-mindedness and simplicity--here among these people gave him almost the status of a hero.
- Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace
2 comments:
He is a snob like the love of my life. :)
like the love of your life, he's also a troglodyte. he lives in a prison cell. :)
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