Quote by Leo Tolstoy

One must try to make one's life as pleasant as possible. I'm alive and it's not my fault, which means I must somehow go on living the best I can, without bothering anybody, until I die.''But what makes you live? With such thoughts, you'll sit without moving, without undertaking anything...''Life won't leave one alone as it is.

One must try to make one's life as pleasant as possible. I'm

Summary

This quote explains the perspective of an individual who believes that despite the circumstances of life, one must strive to find happiness and live their best life without causing harm to others. The mention of not bothering anybody suggests a desire for personal contentment without negatively impacting those around them. The response to the question "But what makes you live?" suggests that life itself is constant and will not allow one to remain stagnant, indicating the need for active engagement and acceptance of life's challenges.

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