“The only redeeming feature is that he seems to be aware of this himself.”

I find this fascinating. It’s something I wanted to write about and maybe will in a later chapter. How often is it that we can articulate faults in our character, know that they are wrong, and, yet, remain seemingly powerless to amend them?

This happens all the time in my own life. Me and Nikolai Rostov, man: two peas in a pod.