Sunday, October 03, 2004
Insect Rights
Henri Troyat, Tolstoy, tr. N. Ampoux (Garden City: Doubleday, 1967), p. 646:
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One torrid day, Tolstoy saw a mosquito land on Chertkov's bald pate and smacked it. The disciple looked reproachfully up at his master: "What have you done, Leo Nikolayevich? You have killed a living creature! You should be ashamed of yourself!"
