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¡¡¡¡She had wanted to conceal what she was writing from him, but at the same time was glad he had surprised her at it and that she would now have to tell him.;also little heaps, in the nature of mole-hills (such as are in wild heaths), to be ;RED,¡¡¡¡In an hour's time the whole hunting party was at the porch. Nicholas, with a stern and serious air which showed that now was no time for attending to trifles, went past Natasha and Petya who were trying to tell him something. He had a look at all the details of the hunt, sent a pack of hounds and huntsmen on ahead to find the quarry, mounted his chestnut Donets, and whistling to his own leash of borzois, set off across the threshing ground to a field leading to the Otradnoe wood. The old count's horse, a sorrel gelding called Viflyanka, was led by the groom in attendance on him, while the count himself was to drive in a small trap straight to a spot reserved for him.,CHAPTER XIX ,That's right..
drives on. Red starts walking. PAN TO a roadside sign: BUXTON.!¡°Hello, Sirius,¡± said Harry when they had reached him. !¡¡¡¡"It does no harm to have the grass wet....,¡¡¡¡Do you know that you are very much changed?!¡¡¡¡A footman wanted to come in to clear away something in the room but she would not let him, and having closed the door behind him continued her walk. That morning she had returned to her favorite mood- love of, and delight in, herself. "How charming that Natasha is!" she said again, speaking as some third, collective, male person. "Pretty, a good voice, young, and in nobody's way if only they leave her in peace." But however much they left her in peace she could not now be at peace, and immediately felt this.;LastIndex!¡¡¡¡The Parisians who nowadays on entering on the Rue Rambuteau at the end near the Halles, notice on their right, opposite the Rue Mondetour, a basket-maker's shop having for its sign a basket in the form of Napoleon the Great with this inscription:--,¡¡¡¡These holy portals are before and not behind us....
¡¡¡¡"Because I have noticed that when a young man comes on leave from Petersburg to Moscow it is usually with the object of marrying an heiress."; ,¡¡¡¡He could not see an aim, for he now had faith- not faith in any kind of rule, or words, or ideas, but faith in an ever-living, ever-manifest God. Formerly he had sought Him in aims he set himself. That search for an aim had been simply a search for God, and suddenly in his captivity he had learned not by words or reasoning but by direct feeling what his nurse had told him long ago: that God is here and everywhere. In his captivity he had learned that in Karataev God was greater, more infinite and unfathomable than in the Architect of the Universe recognized by the Freemasons. He felt like a man who after straining his eyes to see into the far distance finds what he sought at his very feet. All his life he had looked over the heads of the men around him, when he should have merely looked in front of him without straining his eyes.,¡¡¡¡Pierre had long been familiar with that story. Karataev had told it to him alone some half-dozen times and always with a specially joyful emotion. But well as he knew it, Pierre now listened to that tale as to something new, and the quiet rapture Karataev evidently felt as he told it communicated itself also to Pierre. The story was of an old merchant who lived a good and God-fearing life with his family, and who went once to the Nizhni fair with a companion- a rich merchant.,¡¡¡¡It is a sad thing to say, and we have already intimated it, that, at eight years of age, her heart was cold. It was not her fault; it was not the faculty of loving that she lacked; alas! it was the possibility..¡¡¡¡"So Monsieur Kuragin has not honored Countess Rostova with his hand?" said Prince Andrew, and he snorted several times....¡¡¡¡"Yes, I know you have made peace with the Turks without obtaining Moldavia and Wallachia; I would have given your sovereign those provinces as I gave him Finland. Yes," he went on, "I promised and would have given the Emperor Alexander Moldavia and Wallachia, and now he won't have those splendid provinces. Yet he might have united them to his empire and in a single reign would have extended Russia from the Gulf of Bothnia to the mouths of the Danube. Catherine the Great could not have done more," said Napoleon, growing more and more excited as he paced up and down the room, repeating to Balashev almost the very words he had used to Alexander himself at Tilsit. "All that, he would have owed to my friendship. Oh, what a splendid reign!" he repeated several times, then paused, drew from his pocket a gold snuffbox, lifted it to his nose, and greedily sniffed at it..¡¡¡¡"I have been robbed," said the officer; "I am sorry for that. You should have had them."!
¡¡¡¡"Charming!" said he, kissing the tips of his fingers.,¡¡¡¡"No, it's only the unexpectedness of it," thought Pierre. But as soon as he tried to continue the conversation he had begun with Princess Mary he again glanced at Natasha, and a still-deeper flush suffused his face and a still-stronger agitation of mingled joy and fear seized his soul. He became confused in his speech and stopped in the middle of what he was saying.;¡¡¡¡We shall see further on that this man had, in fact, hired a chamber in that isolated quarter.,¡¡¡¡It seemed to him that he no longer dared....HADLEY,¡¡¡¡"It seems a little warmer today, my dear," she would murmur.,¡¡¡¡They were the sentinels from the end of the street, and the vidette of the Rue de la Petite-Truanderie. The vidette of the Lane des Precheurs had remained at his post, which indicated that nothing was approaching from the direction of the bridges and Halles., ;;oracles: Be angry, but sin not. Let not the sun go down upon your anger. Anger must be limited, and confined, both in race, and in time. We will first speak, how the natural inclination, and habit, to be angry, may be attempered, and calmed. !
...¡¡¡¡"For you'll admit that if we don't know for sure how many of them there are... hundreds of lives may depend on it, while there are only two of us. Besides, I want to go very much and certainly will go, so don't hinder me," said he. "It will only make things worse...";.¡¡¡¡He tried to remember whether he had not done anything else that was foolish. And running over the events of the day he remembered the French drummer boy. "It's capital for us here, but what of him? Where have they put him? Have they fed him? Haven't they hurt his feelings?" he thought. But having caught himself saying too much about the flints, he was now afraid to speak out.,¡¡¡¡The order for his arrest was accordingly despatched. The district-attorney forwarded it to M. sur M. by a special messenger, at full speed, and entrusted its execution to Police Inspector Javert.,¡¡¡¡At six francs the shot, that comes to nine hundred thousand francs a day, three hundred millions a year, which vanish in smoke.;¡¡¡¡ It was only later on that the persons who were in the secret of this find at the time, learned the significance of those four capital letters:;¡¡¡¡"What? What did he say?" was heard in the ranks of the Polish Uhlans when one of the aides-de-camp rode up to them.;
PART 1,¡¡¡¡Guided by some gift of insight, on taking up the management of the estates he at once unerringly appointed as bailiff, village elder, and delegate, the very men the serfs would themselves have chosen had they had the right to choose, and these posts never changed hands. Before analyzing the properties of manure, before entering into the debit and credit (as he ironically called it), he found out how many cattle the peasants had and increased the number by all possible means. He kept the peasant families together in the largest groups possible, not allowing the family groups to divide into separate households. He was hard alike on the lazy, the depraved, and the weak, and tried to get them expelled from the commune.,¡¡¡¡"And is Papa older?" she asked....¡¡¡¡Prince Andrew arrived at Tsarevo-Zaymishche on the very day and at the very hour that Kutuzov was reviewing the troops for the first time. He stopped in the village at the priest's house in front of which stood the commander in chief's carriage, and he sat down on the bench at the gate awaiting his Serene Highness, as everyone now called Kutuzov. From the field beyond the village came now sounds of regimental music and now the roar of many voices shouting "Hurrah!" to the new commander in chief. Two orderlies, a courier and a major-domo, stood near by, some ten paces from Prince Andrew, availing themselves of Kutuzov's absence and of the fine weather. A short, swarthy lieutenant colonel of hussars with thick mustaches and whiskers rode up to the gate and, glancing at Prince Andrew, inquired whether his Serene Highness was putting up there and whether he would soon be back.;¡¡¡¡Dolokhov put away the money, called a footman whom he ordered to bring something for them to eat and drink before the journey, and went into the room where Khvostikov and Makarin were sitting.,...
¡¡¡¡". . . Arrive from Savoy every year, ;¡¡¡¡"There's going to be a row.",¡¡¡¡Javert began again calmly:--,and dew in the flowers, the long silvery tracks of the snails were visible on the cold, thick carpet of yellow leaves; but in any fashion, under any aspect, at all seasons, spring, winter, summer, autumn, this tiny enclosure breathed forth melancholy, contemplation, solitude, liberty, the absence of man, the presence of God; and the rusty old gate had the air of saying:...,¡°Meaning that Dumbledore's very interested to know who's got it in for that boy!¡± said Moody, limping nearer still to the foot of the stairs. ¡°And so am I, Snape¡very interested.¡¡± The torchlight flickered across his mangled face, so that the scars, and the chunk missing from his nose, looked deeper and darker than ever. ...¡¡¡¡in the morning, when the doctor paid his visit, she was delirious; he assumed an alarmed look, and ordered that he should be informed as soon as M. Madeleine arrived..In dealing with cunning persons, we must ever consider their ends, to interpret ,¡¡¡¡"The Elder.... He wants the Elder!... Dron Zakharych, you!" meek and flustered voices here and there were heard calling and caps began to come off their heads....
.¡¡¡¡Enjolras hastily quitted the urchin and murmured a few words in a very low tone to a longshoreman from the winedocks who chanced to be at hand.;,¡¡¡¡The writer doubles and trebles his style when silence is imposed on a nation by its master. From this silence there arises a certain mysterious plenitude which filters into thought and there congeals into bronze. The compression of history produces conciseness in the historian. The granite solidity of such and such a celebrated prose is nothing but the accumulation effected by the tyrant.,BOOK FIFTEEN: 1812 - 13,¡¡¡¡In addition to the gloomy thoughts which assailed one there, one was conscious of being between the Salpetriere, a glimpse of whose dome could be seen, and Bicetre, whose outskirts one was fairly touching; that is to say, between the madness of women and the madness of men.;,¡¡¡¡Princess Mary wrote that she was in despair at the misunderstanding that had occurred between them. Whatever her father's feelings might be, she begged Natasha to believe that she could not help loving her as the one chosen by her brother, for whose happiness she was ready to sacrifice everything..
¡¡¡¡"You are a bwute!" said Denisov. "I wanted to question...",, ,¡¡¡¡Let me come sometimes; I think that I am going to die. If you only knew!,¡¡¡¡What! A satin pelisse, a velvet bonnet, boots, and everything; more than two hundred francs' worth of clothes! so that one would think she was a lady!,buildings) the contents ought not well to be under thirty acres of ground; and to ;¡¡¡¡The people of the west moved eastwards to slay their fellow men, and by the law of coincidence thousands of minute causes fitted in and co-ordinated to produce that movement and war: reproaches for the nonobservance of the Continental System, the Duke of Oldenburg's wrongs, the movement of troops into Prussia- undertaken (as it seemed to Napoleon) only for the purpose of securing an armed peace, the French Emperor's love and habit of war coinciding with his people's inclinations, allurement by the grandeur of the preparations, and the expenditure on those preparations and the need of obtaining advantages to compensate for that expenditure, the intoxicating honors he received in Dresden, the diplomatic negotiations which, in the opinion of contemporaries, were carried on with a sincere desire to attain peace, but which only wounded the self-love of both sides, and millions and millions of other causes that adapted themselves to the event that was happening or coincided with it.,¡¡¡¡I am the daughter of my father, perhaps. Monsieur Babet, Monsieur Guelemer, I'm the person who was charged to investigate this matter."...
¡¡¡¡All this was accomplished without haste, with that strange and threatening gravity which precedes engagements.,¡¡¡¡A linden-tree showed its crest above the niche, and the wall was covered with ivy on the side of the Rue Polonceau.,¡¡¡¡He had had in succession, under the Empire and under the Restoration, the sorts of bravery requisite for the two epochs, the bravery of the battle-field and the bravery of the tribune....¡¡¡¡Here a short digression becomes necessary.,¡¡¡¡Petya woke up.,¡¡¡¡The strains of the polonaise, which had continued for a considerable time, had begun to sound like a sad reminiscence to Natasha's ears. She wanted to cry. Peronskaya had left them. The count was at the other end of the room. She and the countess and Sonya were standing by themselves as in the depths of a forest amid that crowd of strangers, with no one interested in them and not wanted by anyone. Prince Andrew with a lady passed by, evidently not recognizing them. The handsome Anatole was smilingly talking to a partner on his arm and looked at Natasha as one looks at a wall. Boris passed them twice and each time turned away. Berg and his wife, who were not dancing, came up to them.,¡°We'd better get them up to the castle and tell someone,¡± said Harry, pushing his hair out of his eyes, trying to think straight. ¡°Come ¡ª¡± ,¡¡¡¡ Cosette in her shadow, like Marius in his, was all ready to take fire. Destiny, with its mysterious and fatal patience, slowly drew together these two beings, all charged and all languishing with the stormy electricity of passion, these two souls which were laden with love as two clouds are laden with lightning, and which were bound to overflow and mingle in a look like the clouds in a flash of fire..
that wall you'll find a rock that has no earthly business in a Maine,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean, intoxicated, beheld her growing fresh and rosy once more.,¡¡¡¡At the beginning of winter Prince Nicholas Bolkonski and his daughter moved to Moscow. At that time enthusiasm for the Emperor Alexander's regime had weakened and a patriotic and anti-French tendency prevailed there, and this, together with his past and his intellect and his originality, at once made Prince Nicholas Bolkonski an object of particular respect to the Moscovites and the center of the Moscow opposition to the government.,¡¡¡¡"Rugay, Rugayushka! That's it, come on!" came a third voice just then, and "Uncle's" red borzoi, straining and curving its back, caught up with the two foremost borzois, pushed ahead of them regardless of the terrible strain, put on speed close to the hare, knocked it off the balk onto the ryefield, again put on speed still more viciously, sinking to his knees in the muddy field, and all one could see was how, muddying his back, he rolled over with the hare. A ring of borzois surrounded him. A moment later everyone had drawn up round the crowd of dogs. Only the delighted "Uncle" dismounted, and cut off a pad, shaking the hare for the blood to drip off, and anxiously glancing round with restless eyes while his arms and legs twitched. He spoke without himself knowing whom to or what about. "That's it, come on! That's a dog!... There, it has beaten them all, the thousand-ruble as well as the one-ruble borzois. That's it, come on!" said he, panting and looking wrathfully around as if he were abusing someone, as if they were all his enemies and had insulted him, and only now had he at last succeeded in justifying himself. "There are your thousand-ruble ones.... That's it, come on!...",¡¡¡¡Natasha had made a strong impression on Kuragin. At supper after the opera he described to Dolokhov with the air of a connoisseur the attractions of her arms, shoulders, feet, and hair and expressed his intention of making love to her. Anatole had no notion and was incapable of considering what might come of such love-making, as he never had any notion of the outcome of any of his actions.,¡¡¡¡I dare not look at you. It is all over with me when I contemplate you.;,¡¡¡¡What a shame that I'm not twenty-five! How I'd treat him to a nice respectful summons! How nicely I'd get along without him!,¡¡¡¡"He's a saint."!
¡¡¡¡"But what about my heirs?" said Pierre. "Supposing I suddenly marry... it might happen," he added with an involuntary smile.!¡¡¡¡Through the darkness, he vaguely perceived something which appeared to have its finger on its lips..¡¡¡¡This infallible passage of the king at the same hour was, therefore, the daily event of the Boulevard de l'Hopital.,...¡¡¡¡"What a bwute you are!... Well?",¡¡¡¡And he added, in a low tone:,¡¡¡¡Cosette's instinct sought a father, as Jean Valjean's instinct sought a child.,214 INT -- RED'S CELL -- NIGHT (1966) 214;¡¡¡¡I am extremely happy; I am doing well; I am not ill at all any more; I am going to see Cosette again; I am even quite hungry; it is nearly five years since I saw her last; you cannot imagine how much attached one gets to children, and then, she will be so pretty; you will see!!
¡¡¡¡"You will be treated as is fitting," said he and, putting the packet in his pocket, left the shed.,¡¡¡¡*Are the pretty women. ,¡¡¡¡The science of jurisprudence regards the state and power as the ancients regarded fire- namely, as something existing absolutely. But for history, the state and power are merely phenomena, just as for modern physics fire is not an element but a phenomenon.,¡¡¡¡"Don't talk about it, Natasha. It wasn't your fault so why should you mind? Kiss me," said Sonya.,¡¡¡¡Alexander I- the pacifier of Europe, the man who from his early years had striven only for his people's welfare, the originator of the liberal innovations in his fatherland- now that he seemed to possess the utmost power and therefore to have the possibility of bringing about the welfare of his peoples- at the time when Napoleon in exile was drawing up childish and mendacious plans of how he would have made mankind happy had he retained power- Alexander I, having fulfilled his mission and feeling the hand of God upon him, suddenly recognizes the insignificance of that supposed power, turns away from it, and gives it into the hands of contemptible men whom he despises, saying only:,!¡¡¡¡Marius had become thoughtful.,¡¡¡¡"Helene, who has never cared for anything but her own body and is one of the stupidest women in the world," thought Pierre, "is regarded by people as the acme of intelligence and refinement, and they pay homage to her. Napoleon Bonaparte was despised by all as long as he was great, but now that he has become a wretched comedian the Emperor Francis wants to offer him his daughter in an illegal marriage. The Spaniards, through the Catholic clergy, offer praise to God for their victory over the French on the fourteenth of June, and the French, also through the Catholic clergy, offer praise because on that same fourteenth of June they defeated the Spaniards. My brother Masons swear by the blood that they are ready to sacrifice everything for their neighbor, but they do not give a ruble each to the collections for the poor, and they intrigue, the Astraea Lodge against the Manna Seekers, and fuss about an authentic Scotch carpet and a charter that nobody needs, and the meaning of which the very man who wrote it does not understand. We all profess the Christian law of forgiveness of injuries and love of our neighbors, the law in honor of which we have built in Moscow forty times forty churches- but yesterday a deserter was knouted to death and a minister of that same law of love and forgiveness, a priest, gave the soldier a cross to kiss before his execution." So thought Pierre, and the whole of this general deception which everyone accepts, accustomed as he was to it, astonished him each time as if it were something new. "I understand the deception and confusion," he thought, "but how am I to tell them all that I see? I have tried, and have always found that they too in the depths of their souls understand it as I do, and only try not to see it. So it appears that it must be so! But I- what is to become of me?" thought he. He had the unfortunate capacity many men, especially Russians, have of seeing and believing in the possibility of goodness and truth, but of seeing the evil and falsehood of life too clearly to be able to take a serious part in it. Every sphere of work was connected, in his eyes, with evil and deception. Whatever he tried to be, whatever he engaged in, the evil and falsehood of it repulsed him and blocked every path of activity. Yet he had to live and to find occupation. It was too dreadful to be under the burden of these insoluble problems, so he abandoned himself to any distraction in order to forget them. He frequented every kind of society, drank much, bought pictures, engaged in building, and above all- read.,¡¡¡¡"Oh, how good! How splendid!" said he to himself when a cleanly laid table was moved up to him with savory beef tea, or when he lay down for the night on a soft clean bed, or when he remembered that the French had gone and that his wife was no more. "Oh, how good, how splendid!";
¡¡¡¡"And who is is this?" she asked her governess, peering into the face of her own daughter dressed up as a Kazan-Tartar. "I suppose it is one of the Rostovs! Well, Mr. Hussar, and what regiment do you serve in?" she asked Natasha. "Here, hand some fruit jelly to the Turk!" she ordered the butler who was handing things round. "That's not forbidden by his law."!¡¡¡¡"Of course; but it will take two or three days at least.",¡¡¡¡At Drouet d'Erlon he hurled this question, "Are you not going to get yourself killed?",¡¡¡¡"I am listening."...¡¡¡¡He felt, even in the very roots of his hair, the immense reawakening of egotism, and the _I_ in this man's abyss howled.,!¡¡¡¡This convict was on his way to fling the body into the river..¡¡¡¡"And let him know that I will do so!" said Napoleon, rising and pushing his cup away with his hand. "I'll drive all his Wurttemberg, Baden, and Weimar relations out of Germany.... Yes. I'll drive them out. Let him prepare an asylum for them in Russia!",BOOK FOURTEEN: 1812!
.BOOK FOURTEEN: 1812,.¡¡¡¡"And what is his name?";? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡Selfishness is not one of the divisions of the social order.,¡¡¡¡He could not believe that it really was that divine creature whom he saw in the midst of those vile creatures in that monstrous lair.,LastIndexNext;
¡¡¡¡"What is it you have got into your heads, eh?... What are you thinking of, eh?",¡¡¡¡"We ourselves will not delay to appear among our people in that Capital and in others parts of our realm for consultation, and for the direction of all our levies, both those now barring the enemy's path and those freshly formed to defeat him wherever he may appear. May the ruin he hopes to bring upon us recoil on his own head, and may Europe delivered from bondage glorify the name of Russia!" ,¡¡¡¡But absorbed in a throng of inward calculations, he had paid no heed to it.,,¡¡¡¡Mademoiselle Bourienne was the first to recover herself after this apparition and began speaking about the prince's indisposition. Natasha and Princess Mary looked at one another in silence, and the longer they did so without saying what they wanted to say, the greater grew their antipathy to one another....¡¡¡¡She swore splendidly; she boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist..
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¡¡¡¡Le Cabuc attempted to resist, but he seemed to have been seized by a superhuman hand.,Fair enough. A rock-hammer is about eight or nine inches long. Looks like a miniature pickaxe, with a small sharp pick on one end, and a blunt hammerhead on the other. It's for rocks.,For raising and appeasing anger in another, it is done chiefly by choosing of times. !,,¡¡¡¡The Emperor was in very good spirits after his ride through Vilna, where crowds of people had rapturously greeted and followed him. From all the windows of the streets through which he rode, rugs, flags, and his monogram were displayed, and the Polish ladies, welcoming him, waved their handkerchiefs to him....
Let these licenced lenders be in number indefinite, but restrained to certain ;¡®By which time I shall be gone, and you will be dead!¡¯ spat Voldemort. He sent another killing curse at Dumbledore but missed, instead hitting the security guard's desk, which burst into flame.,¡¡¡¡"I have been loving a little more all the time that has passed since this morning.",¡¡¡¡God has passed by.,¡¡¡¡Before sunrise he was awakened by shouts and loud and rapid firing. French soldiers were running past him.,¡¡¡¡The conversation flagged, and the soldiers began settling down to sleep.,¡¡¡¡They did not see the cuirassiers, and the cuirassiers did not see them. They listened to the rise of this flood of men.,¡¡¡¡Of the German battalion which defended it, only forty-two men survived; all the officers, except five, were either dead or captured.;
,,¡¡¡¡"Don't you like it?" said a laughing voice, and moderating their tones the men moved forward.;...¡¡¡¡In moments of pride, when he thought of his position it seemed to him that he was quite different and distinct from those other retired gentlemen-in-waiting he had formerly despised: they were empty, stupid, contented fellows, satisfied with their position, "while I am still discontented and want to do something for mankind. But perhaps all these comrades of mine struggled just like me and sought something new, a path in life of their own, and like me were brought by force of circumstances, society, and race- by that elemental force against which man is powerless- to the condition I am in," said he to himself in moments of humility; and after living some time in Moscow he no longer despised, but began to grow fond of, to respect, and to pity his comrades in destiny, as he pitied himself..¡¡¡¡At the mysterious moment when their hands touched, they were welded together..¡¡¡¡"Well, how are you?" he asked.!
¡¡¡¡The plaintive malure was replaced by the larifla. We find in the eighteenth century, in nearly all the songs of the galleys and prisons, a diabolical and enigmatical gayety. We hear this strident and lilting refrain which we should say had been lighted up by a phosphorescent gleam, and which seems to have been flung into the forest by a will-o'-the-wisp playing the fife:-- ,.¡¡¡¡While this was going on, the two little boys were playing in the back yard, and saw nothing of the raid. When they tried to enter the house again, they found the door fastened and the house empty.,¡¡¡¡He ran his eyes rapidly over it; he said to himself, that if he could contrive to get inside it, he might save himself. First he conceived an idea, then a hope....¡¡¡¡Marius thought he had been mistaken, that it was an illusion added by his mind to the extraordinary realities which were clashing around him.,,¡¡¡¡Countess Mary raised her head and tried to speak, but hastily looked down again and her lips puckered.!¡¡¡¡"Yes, of course," returned Anatole, evidently not listening to Dolokhov and looking straight before him with a smile that did not leave his face..¡¡¡¡For there are things that make the dead open their eyes in their graves..
¡¡¡¡Two days later, on the fifteenth of July, an immense number of carriages were standing outside the Sloboda Palace.,.toggles to "on." A SQUEAL OF FEEDBACK echoes briefly...,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean stepped up to the mirror.,¡¡¡¡"With Natasha Rostova, yes?" said he.,¡¡¡¡"Bah!" said she, "come, let us see what it is."!¡¡¡¡"Mamma, I want him. Why should I be wasted like this, Mamma?";
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,, .¡¡¡¡If the commanders had been guided by reason, it would seem that it must have been obvious to Napoleon that by advancing thirteen hundred miles and giving battle with a probability of losing a quarter of his army, he was advancing to certain destruction, and it must have been equally clear to Kutuzov that by accepting battle and risking the loss of a quarter of his army he would certainly lose Moscow. For Kutuzov this was mathematically clear, as it is that if when playing draughts I have one man less and go on exchanging, I shall certainly lose, and therefore should not exchange. When my opponent has sixteen men and I have fourteen, I am only one eighth weaker than he, but when I have exchanged thirteen more men he will be three times as strong as I am.,¡¡¡¡"Six o'clock precisely.",¡¡¡¡*"Everything comes in time to him who knows how to wait." ,¡¡¡¡The cure thought that he was doing right, and perhaps he really was, in reserving as much money as possible from what Jean Valjean had left for the poor.,Harry's heart began to race. He remembered seeing his dead parents in the Mirror of Erised four years ago. He was going to be able to talk to Sirius again, right now, he knew it¡ª!
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...,¡¡¡¡Why?,¡¡¡¡The countess, with a cheerful expression on her face, looked down at her nails and spat a little for luck as she returned to the drawing room.;¡¡¡¡"What is the matter with you?",¡¡¡¡This man is still needed to justify the final collective act.,A thin wisp of silver escaped his wand and hovered like mist before him. At the same moment, Harry felt Hermione collapse next to him. He was alone¡ completely alone¡. .
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¡¡¡¡He never passed this man without giving him a few sous.;Believe what you want. These walls are funny. First you hate 'em, then;,¡¡¡¡It is because, right at bottom, it was wrong in form.,Squinting tensely through the darkness, they watched the figure drawing nearer, walking steadily toward them between the graves. Harry couldn't make out a face, but from the way it was walking and holding its arms, he could tell that it was carrying something. Whoever it was, he was short, and wearing a hooded cloak pulled up over his head to obscure his face. And - several paces nearer, the gap between them closing all the time - Harry saw that the thing in the persons arms looked like a baby¡or was it merely a bundle of robes? .¡¡¡¡"They can't do anything... always make some muddle," he muttered.!
;¡¡¡¡If we unite both these kinds of history, as is done by the newest historians, we shall have the history of monarchs and writers, but not the history of the life of the peoples....Mmm. Nice and ripe..¡¡¡¡"It is not the sugar I want, but only that your little hand should stir my tea."!,...¡¡¡¡All this time Natasha sat silent, glancing up at him from under her brows. This gaze disturbed and confused Boris more and more. He looked round more frequently toward her, and broke off in what he was saying. He did not stay more than ten minutes, then rose and took his leave. The same inquisitive, challenging, and rather mocking eyes still looked at him. After his first visit Boris said to himself that Natasha attracted him just as much as ever, but that he must not yield to that feeling, because to marry her, a girl almost without fortune, would mean ruin to his career, while to renew their former relations without intending to marry her would be dishonorable. Boris made up his mind to avoid meeting Natasha, but despite that resolution he called again a few days later and began calling often and spending whole days at the Rostovs'. It seemed to him that he ought to have an explanation with Natasha and tell her that the old times must be forgotten, that in spite of everything... she could not be his wife, that he had no means, and they would never let her marry him. But he failed to do so and felt awkward about entering on such an explanation. From day to day he became more and more entangled. It seemed to her mother and Sonya that Natasha was in love with Boris as of old. She sang him his favorite songs, showed him her album, making him write in it, did not allow him to allude to the past, letting it be understood how was the present; and every day he went away in a fog, without having said what he meant to, and not knowing what he was doing or why he came, or how it would all end. He left off visiting Helene and received reproachful notes from her every day, and yet he continued to spend whole days with the Rostovs.;
,First therefore, I say, you cannot have a perfect palace, except you have two several sides; a side for me banquet, as is spoken of in the Book of Hester, and a side for the household: the one for feasts and triumphs, and the other for dwelling. ,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean saw nothing, knew nothing, and yet he scanned with obstinate attention, the darkness in which he walked, as though he felt on one side of him something in process of construction, and on the other, something which was crumbling away.,¡¡¡¡Michael Ivanovich went up to the plan, and the prince after speaking to him about the building looked angrily at Princess Mary and Dessalles and went to his own room.,,¡¡¡¡Denisov rose and began gesticulating as he explained his plan to Bolkonski. In the midst of his explanation shouts were heard from the army, growing more incoherent and more diffused, mingling with music and songs and coming from the field where the review was held. Sounds of hoofs and shouts were nearing the village.,? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡The investigation had begun.,¡¡¡¡Her first glance at Nicholas' face told her that he had only come to fulfill the demands of politeness, and she firmly resolved to maintain the tone in which he addressed her....