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War and Peace
Leo Tolstoy

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War and Peace

Leo Tolstoy, 1869

Form
Form Novel
Difficulty
Difficulty Moderate
Reading time
Reading time 41 hours
Translated by
Translated by Aylmer Maude & Louise Maude
Original
Original ru
Chapters
Chapters 365
Length
Length 562k words

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How to Read War and Peace

A book so famously enormous that its reputation hides the truth, which is that the thing itself reads faster, warmer, and more like an addictive family saga than almost anything its size has any right to.

The reputation of War and Peace is mostly about its size, the fifteen hundred pages and the sheer heft of the thing, and it tells you that reading it will be a long, dutiful slog through Russian history and Napoleonic troop movements that you will mostly admire yourself for surviving. The size is real and almost everything else about that reputation is wrong. What is actually waiting inside is one of the most companionable and fast-moving stories ever written, a sprawling family saga full of falling in love and falling out of it, money troubles and duels and first balls and deathbeds, told in prose so clear and unfussy that the pages turn far more quickly than their number ever lets you believe they will.

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About the book

Natasha Rostova stands at the edge of her first ball, sixteen and terrified no one will ask her to dance, and Tolstoy gives the moment the same grave attention he gives the cannon at Borodino, because to him they are the same size. That is the secret of War and Peace: a girl's held breath and an empire's invasion belong to one continuous fabric of being alive. Five families move through fifteen years of Napoleonic war, and the book follows them so closely that you stop reading about them and simply live beside them, year after year. Prince Andrei lies wounded under a sky so high and endless that everything he believed about glory falls silent. Pierre, rich and adrift, keeps mistaking the shape of meaning and stumbling toward it anyway. Tolstoy's argument, woven into the structure itself, is that no general wins a battle: history is the sum of millions of frightened private wills, all moving at once. You finish it changed, the way you finish a decade.

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