i have never read "anna karenina" - there are times i'm convinced i haven't read anything - but a conversation last night made me think of the first line in tolstoy's book, which even i have memorized.

“All happy families resemble each other; each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.”

and he's right, of course, but has it completely reversed at the same time. funny how so many things work that way.