This is a short story by Leo Tolstoy. Ivan Ilych is a man who has lived pretty much for himself. Every decision he has ever made has been about how it affects him. It’s really a sad tale about how much Ivan Ilych has invested in himself and not others. He eventually realizes that he is dying and it comes to him that nobody really cares. His life was unremarkable and so is his death.
This is another book mentioned in the book On Reading Well by Karen Swallow Prior. It is found under the chapter of Love. Which I find ironic because as far as I could see Ivan Ilych didn’t love anyone and nobody loved him. In fact his wife despised him! It was really a sad tale, but it does cause the reader to become introspective and think about their own life and how they have used their life to affect others around them.
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