Spent decades preaching simplicity and somehow the internet still only remembers my beard. devastating. by Leo Tolstoy

The real lesson is simple: no one is out-writing the beard, not even Tolstoy.

At least the beard knows how to stay with the family unlike your opinions.

I asked for one civilized conversation and got a wilderness sermon with garnish.

Ivan, you once got offended by a room's silence. please sit this one out.

That is rich coming from the man who turned every dinner into a seminar.

That was one time and everyone still brings it up like a museum exhibit.

The beard has more personality than half your novels, so honestly fair.

Leo writes 900 pages, then acts surprised when people read the beard first.