A Passage from Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy

            I wanted to share this passage from the novel Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy. The text describe the thoughts of the character Levin who was falsely accused of leisurely returning home, when he had actually become lost while taking a short cut in an effort to return home more quickly. I believe it captures well the dynamic of the bond between a husband and a wife and how difficult it is to wrestle with when misunderstanding and mistrust occurs. In marriage, the spouse becomes a part of the partner and to rebuke the spouse would be to rebuke one’s self.

            “…he clearly understood what he had not understood when he led her out of the church after the wedding. He felt now that he was not simply close to her, but that he did not know where he ended and she began. He felt this from the agonizing sensation of division that he experienced at that instant. He was offended for the first instant, but the very same second he felt that he could not be offended by her, that she was himself. He felt for the first moment as a man feels when, having received a violent blow from behind, he turns round, angry and eager to avenge himself, to look for his antagonist, and finds that it is he himself who has accidentally struck himself, that there is no one to be angry with, and that he must put up with and try to soothe the pain.

            Never afterwards did he feel it with such intensity, but this first time he could not for a long while get over it. His natural feeling urged him to defend himself, to prove to her she was wrong; but to prove her wrong would mean irritating her still more and making the rupture greater that was the cause of all his suffering. One habitual feeling impelled him to get rid of the blame and pass it on to her. Another feeling, even stronger, impelled him as quickly as possible to smooth over the rupture without letting it grow greater. To remain under such undeserved reproach was wretched, but to make her suffer by justifying himself was worse still. Like a man half-awake in an agony of pain, he wanted to tear out, to fling away the aching place, and coming to his senses, he felt that the aching place was himself. He could do nothing but try to help the aching place to bear it, and this he tried to do.

            They made peace….” (p. 694, emphasis in bold added)