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onsky’s wound had been a dangerous one, though it did not touch the
heart, and for several days he had lain between life and death. The
first time he was able to speak, Varya, his brother’s wife, was alone
in the room.
“Varya,” he said, looking sternly at her, “I shot myself by accident.
And please never speak of it, and tell everyone so. Or else it’s too
ridiculous.”
Without answering his words, Varya bent over him, and with a delighted
smile gazed into his face. His eyes were clear, not feverish; but their
expression was stern.
“Thank God!” she said. “You’re not in pain?”
“A little here.” He pointed to his breast.
“Then let me change your bandages.”
In silence, stiffening his broad jaws, he looked at her while she
bandaged him up. When she had finished he said:
“I’m not delirious. Please manage that there may be no talk of my
having shot myself on purpose.”
“No one does say so. Only I hope you won’t shoot yourself by accident
any more,” she said, with a questioning smile.
“Of course I won’t, but it would have been better....”
And he smiled gloomily.
In spite of these words and this smile, which so frightened Varya, when
the inflammation was over and he began to recover, he felt that he was
completely free from one part of his misery. By his action he had, as
it were, washed away the shame and humiliation he had felt before. He
could now think calmly of Alexey Alexandrovitch. He recognized all his
magnanimity, but he did not now feel himself humiliated by it. Besides,
he got back again into the beaten track of his life. He saw the
possibility of looking men in the face again without shame, and he
could live in accordance with his own habits. One thing he could not
pluck out of his heart, though he never ceased struggling with it, was
the regret, amounting to despair, that he had lost her forever. That
now, having expiated his sin against the husband, he was bound to
renounce her, and never in future to stand between her with her
repentance and her husband, he had firmly decided in his heart; but he
could not tear out of his heart his regret at the loss of her love, he
could not erase from his memory those moments of happiness that he had
so little prized at the time, and that haunted him in all their charm.
Serpuhovskoy had planned his appointment at Tashkend, and Vronsky
agreed to the proposition without the slightest hesitation. But the
nearer the time of departure came, the bitterer was the sacrifice he
was making to what he thought his duty.
His wound had healed, and he was driving about making preparations for
his departure for Tashkend.
“To see her once and then to bury myself, to die,” he thought, and as
he was paying farewell visits, he uttered this thought to Betsy.
Charged with this commission, Betsy had gone to Anna, and brought him
back a negative reply.
“So much the better,” thought Vronsky, when he received the news. “It
was a weakness, which would have shattered what strength I have left.”
Next day Betsy herself came to him in the morning, and announced that
she had heard through Oblonsky as a positive fact that Alexey
Alexandrovitch had agreed to a divorce, and that therefore Vronsky
could see Anna.
Without even troubling himself to see Betsy out of his flat, forgetting
all his resolutions, without asking when he could see her, where her
husband was, Vronsky drove straight to the Karenins’. He ran up the
stairs seeing no one and nothing, and with a rapid step, almost
breaking into a run, he went into her room. And without considering,
without noticing whether there was anyone in the room or not, he flung
his arms round her, and began to cover her face, her hands, her neck
with kisses.
Anna had been preparing herself for this meeting, had thought what she
would say to him, but she did not succeed in saying anything of it; his
passion mastered her. She tried to calm him, to calm herself, but it
was too late. His feeling infected her. Her lips trembled so that for a
long while she could say nothing.
“Yes, you have conquered me, and I am yours,” she said at last,
pressing his hands to her bosom.
“So it had to be,” he said. “So long as we live, it must be so. I know
it now.”
“That’s true,” she said, getting whiter and whiter, and embracing his
head. “Still there is something terrible in it after all that has
happened.”
“It will all pass, it will all pass; we shall be so happy. Our love, if
it could be stronger, will be strengthened by there being something
terrible in it,” he said, lifting his head and parting his strong teeth
in a smile.
And she could not but respond with a smile—not to his words, but to the
love in his eyes. She took his hand and stroked her chilled cheeks and
cropped head with it.
“I don’t know you with this short hair. You’ve grown so pretty. A boy.
But how pale you are!”
“Yes, I’m very weak,” she said, smiling. And her lips began trembling
again.
“We’ll go to Italy; you will get strong,” he said.
“Can it be possible we could be like husband and wife, alone, your
family with you?” she said, looking close into his eyes.
“It only seems strange to me that it can ever have been otherwise.”
“Stiva says that he has agreed to everything, but I can’t accept
his generosity,” she said, looking dreamily past Vronsky’s face. “I
don’t want a divorce; it’s all the same to me now. Only I don’t know
what he will decide about Seryozha.”
He could not conceive how at this moment of their meeting she could
remember and think of her son, of divorce. What did it all matter?
“Don’t speak of that, don’t think of it,” he said, turning her hand in
his, and trying to draw her attention to him; but still she did not
look at him.
“Oh, why didn’t I die! it would have been better,” she said, and silent
tears flowed down both her cheeks; but she tried to smile, so as not to
wound him.
To decline the flattering and dangerous appointment at Tashkend would
have been, Vronsky had till then considered, disgraceful and
impossible. But now, without an instant’s consideration, he declined
it, and observing dissatisfaction in the most exalted quarters at this
step, he immediately retired from the army.
A month later Alexey Alexandrovitch was left alone with his son in his
house at Petersburg, while Anna and Vronsky had gone abroad, not having
obtained a divorce, but having absolutely declined all idea of one.
PART FIVE
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Let's Analyse the Pattern
The more we think about finding purpose, the further we drift from actually living it through daily actions and connections.
Why This Matters
Connect literature to life
This chapter teaches how to identify when we're thinking ourselves away from solutions instead of toward them.
Practice This Today
This week, notice when you're mentally spinning on a problem - set a timer for 5 minutes of thinking, then shift to 15 minutes of action, no matter how small.
Now let's explore the literary elements.
Key Quotes & Analysis
"His hands and legs moved as if by themselves, without his willing it, and he thought of something quite different."
Context: As Levin works with his scythe during the harvest
This shows how deeply ingrained the physical work has become for Levin - his body can perform the labor automatically while his mind processes deeper questions. It illustrates the separation between physical and mental experience that Levin is trying to bridge.
In Today's Words:
He was basically on autopilot, his body doing the work while his mind was somewhere else entirely.
"The longer he worked, the more often he felt those moments of unconsciousness in which it seemed not his hands that swung the scythe, but the scythe itself cutting of its own accord."
Context: Describing Levin's meditative state during the harvest work
This captures the almost spiritual quality of physical labor when you're completely absorbed in it. Levin finds a kind of peace in this work that his intellectual searching hasn't provided.
In Today's Words:
The longer he worked, the more he got into that zone where everything just flowed naturally.
"He felt that something new had entered his soul and was joyfully probing it to see what it was."
Context: As Levin processes his spiritual awakening while working
This describes the beginning of Levin's transformation - he senses that his conversation with Fyodor has planted something important in him, but he doesn't fully understand it yet. The physical work is helping him process this new understanding.
In Today's Words:
He could feel something had shifted inside him, and he was excited to figure out what it meant.
Thematic Threads
Identity
In This Chapter
Levin struggles between his intellectual self and his working self, unsure which represents his true identity
Development
Evolution from earlier class anxiety - now it's about spiritual rather than social identity
In Your Life:
You might feel torn between who you think you should be and who you are when you're just doing your job
Class
In This Chapter
Physical labor connects Levin to the peasants in a way his philosophical discussions cannot
Development
Deepening from surface-level class guilt to genuine understanding through shared work
In Your Life:
You might find more authentic connections through working together than through talking about differences
Personal Growth
In This Chapter
Levin's spiritual awakening happens through physical work, not intellectual pursuit
Development
Culmination of his long search - growth comes through action, not analysis
In Your Life:
Your biggest insights might come when you're busy doing something else, not when you're trying to figure things out
Human Relationships
In This Chapter
Working alongside others creates deeper connection than philosophical debate
Development
Building on earlier themes - relationships form through shared experience, not shared ideas
In Your Life:
You might connect better with coworkers through doing the job together than through break room conversations
You now have the context. Time to form your own thoughts.
Discussion Questions
- 1
Why is Levin able to do the physical work perfectly while his mind is completely elsewhere?
analysis • surface - 2
What does it tell us that Levin's spiritual breakthrough comes through his hands rather than his thoughts?
analysis • medium - 3
Where do you see people today overthinking their purpose while missing the meaning in their daily work?
application • medium - 4
How would you help someone who's stuck in the Overthinking Purpose Loop break free and recognize the value they're already creating?
application • deep - 5
What does this chapter suggest about the relationship between physical work and spiritual understanding?
reflection • deep
Critical Thinking Exercise
Purpose Audit: What You're Already Contributing
Make two lists side by side. On the left, write down everything you did yesterday that helped someone else or contributed something positive - include the smallest things like holding a door, doing your job well, or listening to a friend. On the right, write down the time you spent yesterday thinking or worrying about your life's purpose or whether your work matters. Compare the two columns.
Consider:
- •Count indirect contributions - your tax dollars, your consumer spending that supports jobs, your presence that makes others feel less alone
- •Notice how much meaning you're already creating versus how much time you spend questioning whether you have meaning
- •Consider whether the people who benefit from your daily contributions would say your work matters
Journaling Prompt
Write about a time when you were so focused on searching for your 'true calling' that you undervalued the real impact you were already having. How might your perspective change if you viewed purpose as something you practice daily rather than something you discover once?
Coming Up Next...
Chapter 125
Levin's newfound spiritual clarity will be put to the test as he returns to his house and faces the everyday challenges that have always frustrated him. Will this moment of enlightenment survive contact with real life?
