What was Chekhov's favorite novel? What was Bunin's,
Nabokov's? The answer to all three questions is Anna Karenina. Chekhov once remarked that in comparison to such
full-blooded women as Tolstoy’s Anna all of Turgenev’s heroines are bland and
insipid.
Once, while rushing by train from the south of Russia to the
bedside of his brother Aleksandr, who was thought to have typhus, Chekhov spent
the whole long journey reading Anna
Karenina, and in a letter he later noted that at this time of emotional
turmoil he was consoled on the train by “dear sweet Anna.”
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