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“ I didn’t know you were going. What are you coming for?" she said, letting fall the hand with which she had grasped the doorpost. And irrepressible delight and eagerness shone in her face.
  "What am I coming for?" he repeated, looking straight into her eyes. "You know that I have come to be where you are," he said, "I can’t help it.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“It's wrong, what you say, and I beg you, if you're a good man,
to forget what you've said, as I forget it," she said at last.

"Not one word, not one gesture of yours shall I, could I, ever
forget...”
― Leo Tolstoy

“This child, with his naive outlook on life was the compass which showed them the degree of their departure from what they knew but did not want to know.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“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.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“Yes, I suppose so," answered Anna, as though wondering at the boldness of his question; but the irrepressible, quivering brilliance of her eyes and her smile set him on fire as she said it.”
― Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina

“That’s my one desire, to be caught," answered Vronsky, with his serene,
good-humored smile. "If I complain of anything it’s only that I’m not caught
enough, to tell the truth. I begin to lose hope.”
― Leo Tolstoy

“I'm afraid I'm becoming ridiculous.”
― Leo Tolstoy

“You can call me Alexia. I like it when you say it.”
― Jenny Lee, Anna K: A Love Story

“MÅ‚ody, nerwowy czÅ‚owiek, urzÄ™dnik sÄ…du okrÄ™gowego, siedzÄ…cy naprzeciwko niego, znienawidziÅ‚ go za wyraz, odbijajÄ…cy siÄ™ na jego twarzy: mÅ‚ody czÅ‚owiek prosiÅ‚ go o ogieÅ„ do papierosa, zaczynaÅ‚ rozmawiać z nim i nawet potrÄ…ciÅ‚ go, chcÄ…c dać do zrozumienia WroÅ„skiemu, że nie jest martwym przedmiotem, lecz czÅ‚owiekiem; pomimo to WroÅ„ski spoglÄ…daÅ‚ na niego, jak na latarniÄ™, wiszÄ…cÄ… na Å›rodku wagonu, a mÅ‚ody czÅ‚owiek krzywiÅ‚ siÄ™, czujÄ…c, że traci panowanie nad samym sobÄ…, gdyż nie jest uznawanym za czÅ‚owieka.”
― Lew ToÅ‚stoj, Anna Karenina