The Kreutzer Sonata and Other Stories


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of animal love, and transfer her love to the soul of the child. That is  
what woman's role should be, and that is precisely what we do not see in  
our society. We read of the heroic acts of mothers who sacrifice their  
children in the name of a superior idea, and these things seem to us  
like tales of the ancient world, which do not concern us. And yet I  
believe that, if the mother has not some ideal, in the name of which she  
can sacrifice the animal feeling, and if this force finds no employment,  
she will transfer it to chimerical attempts to physically preserve her  
child, aided in this task by the doctor, and she will suffer as she does  
suffer.  
"So it was with my wife. Whether there was one child or five, the  
feeling remained the same. In fact, it was a little better when there  
had been five. Life was always poisoned with fear for the children, not  
only from their real or imaginary diseases, but even by their simple  
presence. For my part, at least, throughout my conjugal life, all my  
interests and all my happiness depended upon the health of my children,  
their condition, their studies. Children, it is needless to say, are a  
serious consideration; but all ought to live, and in our days parents  
can no longer live. Regular life does not exist for them. The whole life  
of the family hangs by a hair. What a terrible thing it is to suddenly  
receive the news that little Basile is vomiting, or that Lise has a  
cramp in the stomach! Immediately you abandon everything, you forget  
everything, everything becomes nothing. The essential thing is the  
doctor, the enema, the temperature. You cannot begin a conversation but  
little Pierre comes running in with an anxious air to ask if he may eat  
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