War and Peace is not a novel. I'm not sure just what it is, but it is a magnificent opus: grand in scope, brilliant in execution, and overwhelming. Reading it, I felt as one studying the interior of a rococo basilica: every square inch a work of art, yet all of it conceived as a single thing, cumulatively functioning as a place of worship.
Although it st…
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