«Ya i zhena, kotoruyu ya lyublyu tak, kak nikto nikogda nikogo ne lyubil na svete. No ya vse znayu, i krepko obnimayu ee, i krepko i nezhno tseluyu ee prelestnye glaza, stydlivo krasneyuschie scheki i ulybayuschiesya rumyanye guby » Tak govoril o Sofe Andreevne Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy.
Vot tolko absolyutno schastlivyy chelovek ne smog by napisat samuyu genialnuyu frazu o neschastnyh semyah. Tainstvennaya, dazhe otchasti pugayuschaya lichnost Tolstogo prityagivala i budet prityagivat pisateley i chitateley. No glyadya na poslednie gody zhizni klassika, na ego strannyy pobeg, ne stoit zabyvat, chto yunost i zrelost Tolstogo, ego lichnaya zhizn gorazdo bolee neponyatny i protivorechivy.
V svoey izvestnoy knige Andrey Shlyahov v detalyah pishet o velikom Lve Nikolaeviche i ego na pervyy vzglyad skromnoy i tihoy supruge.
