She took Liudmila's hands and pressed them powerfully.
"My dear, how good it is when you know that light for all the people
already exists in life, and that there will be a time when they will
begin to see it, when they will bathe their souls in it, and all,
all, will take fire in its unquenchable flames."
Her good, large face quivered; her eyes smiled radiantly; and her
eyebrows trembled over them as if pinioning their flash. The great
thoughts intoxicated her; she put into them everything that burned
her heart, everything she had lived through; and she compressed the
thoughts into firm, capacious crystals of luminous words. They grew
up ever more powerful in the autumn heart, illuminated by the
creative force of the spring sun; they blossomed and reddened in it
ever more brightly.
"Why, this is like a new god that's born to us, the people.
Everything for all; all for everything; the whole of life in one,
and the whole of life for everyone, and everyone for the whole of
life! Thus I understand all of you; it is for this that you are
on this earth, I see. You are in truth comrades all, kinsmen all,
for you are all children of one mother, of truth. Truth has brought
you forth; and by her power you live!"
Again overcome by the wave of agitation, she stopped, fetched
breath, and spread out her arms as if for an embrace.
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