Translation by Rochelle S. Townsend (1912)
I. The Opening Sentence (Part One, Ch. 1)
all happy families are more or less like one another every unhappy family is unhappy in its own particular way
II. The Ball Scene (Part One, Ch. 23)
when anna smiled his smile responded
when anna became thoughtful he grew serious
an almost supernatural power seemed to draw kitty’s gaze toward anna
she looked lovely in her simple black dress there was a sort of fascination about her beautiful round arms bedecked with bracelets her shapely neck encircled by a string of pearls her unruly hair in the light graceful movements of her hands and feet in the very expression of her face but there was something cruel in the charm of it all
III. The Seduction Scene (Part 2, Ch. 11)
he felt exactly as a murderer feels who sees the body of his victim lying before him
the body of the victim war their love the first period their love
there was something terribly revolting to think of the frightful price they had paid for their shame
her shame before their spiritual nakedness communicated itself to him
but in spite of all the horror felt by the murderer in the presence of the body of his victim he must cut it to pieces must bury it must take advantage of his crime
and as with fury and passion the murderer throws himself on the dead body and tears it to pieces so he covered her face and shoulders with kisses
IV. The Suicide (Part 7, Ch. 31)
she wanted to drop down in the middle of the first carriage that came up
but the red bag which she began to pull off from her arm retarded her it was too late the middle had passed
she had to wait for the next one
a sensation similar to the one she had always experienced when bathing before she took her first plunge came over her she made the sign of the cross
this gesture called forth in her a whole series of girlish and childish memories and suddenly the darkness that had enveloped everything lifted and for a moment life presented itself to her with all its past joys
but she did not take her eyes off the approaching carriage
and at the very moment when the middle was opposite her she threw aside the red bag and drawing in her shoulders dropped down under the carriage on her hands and with a light motion as though preparing to rise at once got on her knees
at that moment she became horrified at what she was doing
where am i
what am i doing
what for
she wanted to get up to throw herself back but an enormous relentless mass knocked her on the head and dragged her by the shoulders
lord forgive me everything she murmured feeling the futility of the struggle
a peasant working on the line was muttering some incomprehensible words
and the candle by which she had been reading the book filled with pain and sorrow deceit and evil flared up with a brighter light illuminating for her everything that had been enshrouded in darkness then flickered grew dim and went out for ever