"No matter how old or how sick you are, how much or little you have done, your business in life not only isn't finished, but hasn't yet received its final, decisive meaning until your very last breath."
The world, Tolstoy tells us, is a mysterious place where things aren't always what they seem, today's tragedy often paving the way to tomorrow's triumph. Or, to quote Tolstoy himself:"Man is flowing. In him there are all possibilities: he was stupid, now he is clever; he was evil, now he is good, and the other way around. In this is the greatness of man."
For in the eye of nature there are neither heroes nor villains, but merely striving human beings.