Prince Andrei, who had carried the Russian flag in the attack against the French forces, lies wounded on the battlefield. He looks up at the blue sky: "Above him there was now only the sky -- the lofty sky, not clear yet still immeasurable lofty, with grey clouds creeping softly across it. 'How quiet, how peaceful and solemn! ... How was it I did not see that sky before? And how happy I am to have found it at last! Yes, all is vanity, all is delusion except these infinite heavens. There is nothing, nothing but that. But even it does not exist, there is nothing but peace and stillness...'"
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