War and Peace, Leo Tolstoy

(I began War and Peace in August 2005, reading through Book 1 before I departed for Paris. In October I picked up the book once more, re-reading it from beginning in French until Book 3, when I was peeved by the incessant military strategies and forced to return the novel. At Christmas, my friend gave me the Audrey Hepburn/Humphrey Bogart film, which made me exigent to finish the book so I could watch it. After exams in April 2006, I signed out the book and read speedily but pleasurably halfway. I was once again forced to return it when I moved out, and finally, in mid-May, I commenced reading again.

Despite the length of the book, the writing style is surprisingly undaunting. Leo Tolstoy writes as directly and simply as C. S. Lewis, making the book a far easier read than many classical authors such as Jane Austen or Dickens.)

I finished this last night/ this morning. This was a happy story. For a classic, I found the plot unpredictable. I love Tolstoy's ability to evoke the minute details of family life and human relationships. The final scenes showing the interaction of the two couples are real, admirable, vivid.

Princess Mary is my favourite character, whose quietness, tolerance and relentless affection I could relate to. I was joyous for her in her romance, finding its obstacles rich with revelation of her character and Nicolas's.

The novel pursues a really interesting idea - the portrayal of little details of humanity, of everyday life playing a part in the unfolding of history, like how (this is the analogy Tolstoy used) bees all enact a role in the larger scheme of the beehive. quite incredible how he demonstrates what is essentially a new *theory* of looking at history (as opposed to history which merely describes the actions of the ruler, he looks at many minor circumstances of different people which influence or are governed by the course of history) in a story with a fascinating plot.