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Kovrin listened with eagerness to the music and singing, and was exhausted by it, and this showed itself by his eyes closing and his head falling to one side. One day he was sitting on the balcony after evening tea, reading.
There was no living habitation, no living soul in the distance, and it seemed as though the little path, if one went along it, would take one to the unknown, mysterious place where the sun had just gone down, and where the evening glow was flaming in immensity and splendour. "How open, how free, how still it is here!" thought Kovrin, walking along the path.
"And it feels as though all the world were watching me, hiding and waiting for me to understand it. . . ." But then waves began running across the rye, and a light evening breeze softly touched his uncovered head. A minute later there was another gust of wind, but stronger the rye began rustling, and he heard behind him the hollow murmur of the pines. Kovrin stood still in amazement.
Exaltation, enthusiasm, ecstasy all that distinguishes prophets, poets, martyrs for the idea, from the common folk is repellent to the animal side of man that is, his physical health. I repeat, if you want to be healthy and normal, go to the common herd." "Strange that you repeat what often comes into my mind," said Kovrin. "It is as though you had seen and overheard my secret thoughts.
Kovrin and Tanya walked along the rows where fires of dung, straw, and all sorts of refuse were smouldering, and from time to time they were met by labourers who wandered in the smoke like shadows. The only trees in flower were the cherries, plums, and certain sorts of apples, but the whole garden was plunged in smoke, and it was only near the nurseries that Kovrin could breathe freely.
She wanted to say something wounding to him, but immediately she caught herself in this antagonistic feeling, she was frightened and went out of the bedroom. Kovrin received a professorship at the University. The inaugural address was fixed for the second of December, and a notice to that effect was hung up in the corridor at the University.
You are the incarnation of the blessing of God, which rests upon men." "And what is the object of eternal life?" asked Kovrin. "As of all life enjoyment. True enjoyment lies in knowledge, and eternal life provides innumerable and inexhaustible sources of knowledge, and in that sense it has been said: 'In My Father's house there are many mansions."
Tanya exchanged a troubled glance with her father, and said in a guilty voice: "You notice yourself that milk does you good." "Yes, a great deal of good!" Kovrin laughed. "I congratulate you: I have gained a pound in weight since Friday." He pressed his head tightly in his hands and said miserably: "Why, why have you cured me?
"Good-morning," said the monk, and after a brief pause he asked: "What are you thinking of now?" "Of fame," answered Kovrin. "In the French novel I have just been reading, there is a description of a young savant, who does silly things and pines away through worrying about fame. I can't understand such anxiety." "Because you are wise.
Kovrin recognised clearly, now, that he was a mediocrity, and readily resigned himself to it, as he considered that every man ought to be satisfied with what he is. The plan of the volume would have soothed him completely, but the torn letter showed white on the floor and prevented him from concentrating his attention.
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