During my reading of Volume One, I also shared regular thoughts on my Twitter feed. Here they are... (hashtags removed except where integral to the tweet)
"If the world could write by itself, it would write like Tolstoy" --Isaac Babel
Feeling far more sympathetic to Pierre Bezukhov than I remembered.
If Prince Andrei turns out to be like Ethan Hawke in Reality Bites, I'm going to be pissed.
I imagine it comes as no surprise that I think War < Peace.
Andrei Bolkonsky is maybe not as awesome as I remember. (I think this is going to be a major theme of my #WandP tweeting.)
chai at Panera and #WandP (Napoleon is winning.)
The aftermath of battle: "All this was so strange, so unlike what he had hoped for."
"He was sincerely beginning to believe in his extraordinary kindness and his extraordinary intelligence..."
"... the more so because, deep in his heart, it had always seemed to him that he really was very kind and very intelligent."
The thought of battle makes soldiers emo. Also? Apparently the emperor is like Jesus or something.
Battles make for all sorts of confusion. And overblown prose. Thus ends Volume One.
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