Anna Karenina ... She loved and was loved ...

The husband respected her and valued him, loved him in his own way: externally - coldly and with restraint, deeply in his soul - faithfully and selflessly. He forgave her for something that he could not even imagine before - treason. He endured his pain and experienced a worthy parting, a shame, a pain of a scandalous break ...

Vronsky, a dandy and a dandy, fell in love with her beauty and become - that proud posture of a secular lady, beyond which there was a passion and ardor: he wanted to let them flare up ...

Her son, perhaps, did not understand her, but could not love. In his memories, she will forever remain a young and beautiful mother.

And she also loved, also was in love, also missed her son in separation. But how to explain the sad end that cut short her life so suddenly? Too much or too little was in her love life? ..