It was impossible to start any conversation without its turning upon Karenin, impossible to go anywhere without meeting him. So at least it seemed to Vronsky, as a man with a sore finger feels that he is continually knocking that finger against everything as if on purpose.
Imposible hablar de nada sin que el nombre de Alexey Alejandrovich surgiera en la conversación, imposible ir a parte alguna sin riesgo de encontrarle.