delight he had experienced in the work itself, and the consequent greater intimacy with the peasants, the envy he felt of them, of their life, the desire to adopt that life, which had been to him that night not a dream but an intention, the execution of which he had thought out in detail – all this had so transformed his view of the farming of the land as he had managed it, that he could not take his former interest in it, and could not help seeing that
Anna Karenina
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Leo Tolstoy
