There is love in it Anna Karenina, it’s good, it’s good. Anna, however, does not leave the sweet Karenin for the bond of Count Vronsky, not their violence, their love. The love of this classic story is a love that is quiet, simple, soft, gentle, and holds true, true, and understanding between two equals.
No, Leo Tolstoy’s is not as common as people think. I’ve seen people complain about it being put on ‘romantic reads’ lists more than once, and their complaints are valid – but only because of the vagueness of the book
(For those unfamiliar with the plot, be warned: spoilers ahead.)
For Tolstoy, the best thing you can do is to be natural, really, really. And Anna, of course. He is troubled, yes, especially at first, and of course selfish. But by nature, she is a woman who just wants to follow her heart. Tolstoy’s best test of character: how well do they run? How are they on the horse? Anna is a real person, flying on her mountain.
On a popular course, Vronsky participates in horse racing. He arrives late and does not meet his horse until the day before. It is said that the horse knows what to do, so he just lets the horse ride, and for most of the race, he does so. The horse takes each jump with grace. But that was not enough for Vronsky. He wanted to win, so he began to rub the neck to force a long walk – and unfortunately, on a simple jump, he landed wrongly and broke the horse’s back. Afterwards, Vronsky doesn’t know what went wrong. In Tolstoy’s words, there is nothing like this scene.
And because his love with Anna is only natural, there is nothing gentle. The title is Anna, I know. And he was very bright. Anna and Vronsky are confident, thoughtful, and often modest. Their actions and personalities make the show run smoothly. But from the beginning of the novel, Tolstoy sets up Vronsky as an untrustworthy man, a man too preoccupied with himself and with appearances to let things go.
Anna and Vronsky’s relationship is not the same. To their dismay, Vronsky gave up. It gives him a small social position, of course, and a job he doesn’t like – but he finds a new calling, becoming a wealthy landowner.
Meanwhile, Anna lost everything. She missed her son, and even though she wasn’t a very good mother, she loved him very much. Women no longer want to associate with him, fearing that their own name will be destroyed by the group, even the former friends, the family.
Tolstoy floated discussions and debates about women’s education through the book. It is neither a coincidence nor a digression to hear Vronsky and Anna arguing vigorously about the education of women in their relationship. Mother and the community are the only calls Anna is allowed. They were the only ones accepted as wives of her status. Education, land, business, none of Vronsky’s possessions, his men.
And what little she had – the callings of motherhood and social life – was taken from her. He was left with no business or pleasure to pursue, no friends, no business. Vronsky has a country, he has most of his friends, he is quiet, and has things to do. Anna has nothing but Vronsky. His mind was bored. Anna falls into what early centuries called hysteria. He was denied an education, he was lonely and stuck, there was nothing his mind could do, and he was rebelling against his defenses. Anna becomes paranoid, anxious, depressed, thinking of herself as an unloving sad or angry person. Vronsky has a lot, and what does he have to offer? His final opening is a painful sign of the unfairness of his position, the cruel contrast in the way he insults men and condemns women.
His and Anna’s love is gone from the beginning. Tolstoy had no intention of encouraging us to seek love as they did. So, who is this story for? I promised at the beginning of this section Anna Karenina It’s a lovely read, it’s good.
At the beginning of the novel, Kitty is in love with Vronsky, and under the influence of Anna’s deep world. So when young Levin asks for her hand in marriage, she says no. But he was waiting for her. And it doesn’t require it. He just waited, and hoped, until they fell into each other’s orbits again, and finally, he asked her again. And he grew up now, healed, and said.
Levin is a good driver: he takes care of his horses himself, with firmness and care. So, if you are thinking, you can choose the place of Tolstoy’s faith. And for good reason. Levin and Kitty’s marriage is true in the context of Anna and Vronsky’s relationship.
It’s not always easy, it’s always easy. They fought in the first few months of their marriage. Jealousy ensues when the stranger flies with Kitty. There is pain, and growth. But they understand each other very well. Levin tells Kitty that she is not a virgin. When he goes to Moscow, he falls under the spell of Anna, but they negotiate and move on. When the guy plays with Kitty and gets jealous of Levin, he makes a scene, but he and Kitty are easygoing.
Vronsky despises Anna’s world, burying himself with his male friends and the success of his country. Levin slowly insinuates himself into Kitty’s realm, into her and her sisters. When the men make fun of Levin’s love for Kitty, he quietly turns away. He has no interest in the power struggle and intense male competition that Vronsky enjoys. Levin only cares about Kitty, the people of his country, and his horses.
They are comfortable with each other, often respect each other. They create a life by abandoning their false visions of simple and innocent love, and instead bond to each other in a truly stable marriage. For the time of the story, their marriage was one of the most unusual. Levin takes Kitty’s thoughts, her feelings. Kitty endures Levin’s questions and insults. They stand as a true couple, in a true marriage, committed to knowledge and communication.
Yes, Levin’s love story with Kitty is complicated. But that’s good. Really, it’s beautiful. Their story is about learning to be happy, rather than happy. They avoided the rich circles of abundance and courage that Anna and Vronsky fell into. They promised something else: to live simply, to find happiness in the little things. To understand that love is more than lust and happiness. It was a warm house, a light in the window, an open air, a quiet peace. And what love.