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¡¡¡¡There is but one way of rejecting To-morrow, and that is to die.,First, as in their own defence, as being exposed to scorn; but in process of time, by a general habit Also it stirreth in (hem industry, and especially of this kind, to watch and observe the weakness of others, that they may have somewhat to repay. ,¡¡¡¡The old woman retorted with a composite grimace, and a wonderful improvisation of hatred taking advantage of feebleness and ugliness, which was, unfortunately, wasted in the dark:--!The POUNDING starts. Norton dumps the box of bullets out on thr...¡¡¡¡And he pushed them towards what we are very glad to be able to call the end of the room.,BOOK FIRST.-WATERLOO!¡¡¡¡There flowed in her veins some of the blood of the bohemian and the adventuress who runs barefoot.,¡¡¡¡"Thank God that I can," replied Prince Andrew. "I am very sorry you can't.".
Harry's brain seemed to be sagging under the weight of what he was hearing. It was absurd¡and yet¡,¡¡¡¡Prince Andrew's last stay at Bogucharovo, when he introduced hospitals and schools and reduced the quitrent the peasants had to pay, had not softened their disposition but had on the contrary strengthened in them the traits of character the old prince called boorishness. Various obscure rumors were always current among them: at one time a rumor that they would all be enrolled as Cossacks; at another of a new religion to which they were all to be converted; then of some proclamation of the Tsar's and of an oath to the Tsar Paul in 1797 (in connection with which it was rumored that freedom had been granted them but the landowners had stopped it), then of Peter Fedorovich's return to the throne in seven years' time, when everything would be made free and so "simple" that there would be no restrictions. Rumors of the war with Bonaparte and his invasion were connected in their minds with the same sort of vague notions of Antichrist, the end of the world, and "pure freedom.",...,¡¡¡¡Toussaint did not fail in her duty, and Cosette was well aware of the fact, but she could not refrain from adding:--...,¡¡¡¡After her visit to the Rostovs and her unexpectedly chilly reception by Nicholas, Princess Mary confessed to herself that she had been right in not wishing to be the first to call....
¡¡¡¡His confidence having increased, he added:--,¡¡¡¡"Ah! yes--" he exclaimed.,¡¡¡¡He did not precisely rise; he remained in a stooping and frightened attitude, with his back turned to the heap of dead, scanning the horizon on his knees, with the whole upper portion of his body supported on his two forefingers, which rested on the earth, and his head peering above the edge of the hollow road. The jackal's four paws suit some actions.,,¡¡¡¡As for the affair with Little Gervais, the counsel need not discuss it; it did not enter into the case.,¡¡¡¡Through this the chief justice entered, so that even those who were spying on him and following him would merely have observed that the justice betook himself every day in a mysterious way somewhere, and would never have suspected that to go to the Rue de Babylone was to go to the Rue Blomet.;
,¡¡¡¡At the basis of the works of all the modern historians from Gibbon to Buckle, despite their seeming disagreements and the apparent novelty of their outlooks, lie those two old, unavoidable assumptions..,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡Unhappy man, thou wert reserved for French bullets!;,¡¡¡¡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....
,tiers toward Red's cell....,Fresh fish! Fresh fish today!,,.
¡¡¡¡All this belonged to the statesman, the ex-ambassador. This whole costume was, if we may so express ourselves, debilitated; the seams were white, a vague button-hole yawned at one of the elbows; moreover, one of the coat buttons was missing on the breast; but this was only detail; as the hand of the statesman should always be thrust into his coat and laid upon his heart, its function was to conceal the absent button.,¡¡¡¡"Let no one know of it! " the Emperor added with a frown.,? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡He re-entered it at nightfall, with the child, by way of the Barrier Monceaux. There he entered a cabriolet, which took him to the esplanade of the Observatoire.,¡¡¡¡"In the Faubourg Saint-Antoine.",,¡¡¡¡"How many inhabitants are there in Moscow? How many houses? Is it true that Moscow is called 'Holy Moscow'? How many churches are there in Moscow?" he asked.;
¡¡¡¡Two hostile troops on a field of battle are two wrestlers.;,¡¡¡¡"Has not Monsieur le Baron perused my letter?",,¡¡¡¡At our own risk and peril, let us violate this injunction.,,¡¡¡¡The second party was directly opposed to the first; one extreme, as always happens, was met by representatives of the other. The members of this party were those who had demanded an advance from Vilna into Poland and freedom from all prearranged plans. Besides being advocates of bold action, this section also represented nationalism, which made them still more one-sided in the dispute. They were Russians: Bagration, Ermolov (who was beginning to come to the front), and others. At that time a famous joke of Ermolov's was being circulated, that as a great favor he had petitioned the Emperor to make him a German. The men of that party, remembering Suvorov, said that what one had to do was not to reason, or stick pins into maps, but to fight, beat the enemy, keep him out of Russia, and not let the army get discouraged.,;
¡¡¡¡"You see, my beautiful young lady," pursued Jondrette "her bleeding wrist!,,¡¡¡¡"Some fine, flowery bonneted wench!,Et je te donnais le tasse en japon....¡¡¡¡Pierre nodded, and went on with what he had been saying when the children had interrupted. Countess Mary sat down doing woolwork; Natasha did not take her eyes off her husband. Nicholas and Denisov rose, asked for their pipes, smoked, went to fetch more tea from Sonya- who sat weary but resolute at the samovar- and questioned Pierre. The curly-headed, delicate boy sat with shining eyes unnoticed in a corner, starting every now and then and muttering something to himself, and evidently experiencing a new and powerful emotion as he turned his curly head, with his thin neck exposed by his turn-down collar, toward the place where Pierre sat.,...and we find Red gazing blankly as darkness takes the cellblock. Adding up the months, weeks, days...;
LastIndexNext,Every so often, Andy would show up with fresh bruises.,¡¡¡¡"We know that you have Bonaparte and that he has beaten everybody in the world, but we are a different matter..."- without knowing why or how this bit of boastful patriotism slipped out at the end.,CHAPTER XXI !¡¡¡¡To know is a sacrament, to think is the prime necessity, truth is nourishment as well as grain. A reason which fasts from science and wisdom grows thin.,¡¡¡¡"There's no need for you to go at all," said Denisov, addressing Dolokhov, "and as for him, I won't let him go on any account.",¡¡¡¡They loaded the guns and carbines, all together, without haste, with solemn gravity.;¡¡¡¡"In prison," said he.,¡¡¡¡In this adoration she forgot everything, even the errand with which she was charged....
¡¡¡¡The sister raised her eyes and answered:--.¡¡¡¡Can I be of any service?,¡¡¡¡Sister Sainte-Mechtilde had taught Cosette music in the convent; Cosette had the voice of a linnet with a soul, and sometimes, in the evening, in the wounded man's humble abode, she warbled melancholy songs which delighted Jean Valjean.,¡¡¡¡"Oh, there was childish love?" suddenly asked Prince Andrew, blushing unexpectedly.,Voldemort raised his wand, but this time Harry was ready; with the reflexes born of his Quidditch training, he flung himself sideways onto the ground; he rolled behind the marble headstone of Voldemort's father, and he heard it crack as the curse missed him. .¡¡¡¡"Climb up and go in.".
¡¡¡¡The soldiers rushed into the Genrot alley....¡¡¡¡All I caught was Merci [thanks]. I'd rather have had his name than his thanks. That would have helped me to find him again.;¡¡¡¡"What does your Madame Thenardier do?".¡¡¡¡For a reply to these questions the common sense of mankind turns to the science of history, whose aim is to enable nations and humanity to know themselves.,¡¡¡¡Axes and choppers were plied all around. Everything was done without any orders being given. Stores of wood were brought for the night, shelters were rigged up for the officers, caldrons were being boiled, and muskets and accouterments put in order....? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡"Nicholas, what a fine dog Trunila is! He knew me," said Natasha, referring to her favorite hound.,...
CHAPTER XX ,¡¡¡¡Nicholas was silent and agreed with her.,¡¡¡¡When he fell into the sea, or rather, when he threw himself into it, he was not ironed, as we have seen.,¡¡¡¡The sole importance of the crossing of the Berezina lies in the fact that it plainly and indubitably proved the fallacy of all the plans for cutting off the enemy's retreat and the soundness of the only possible line of action- the one Kutuzov and the general mass of the army demanded- namely, simply to follow the enemy up. The French crowd fled at a continually increasing speed and all its energy was directed to reaching its goal. It fled like a wounded animal and it was impossible to block its path. This was shown not so much by the arrangements it made for crossing as by what took place at the bridges. When the bridges broke down, unarmed soldiers, people from Moscow and women with children who were with the French transport, all- carried on by vis inertiae- pressed forward into boats and into the ice-covered water and did not, surrender.;¡¡¡¡Julie smiled.;¡¡¡¡Both avoided any allusion to the future. To admit the possibility of a future seemed to them to insult his memory. Still more carefully did they avoid anything relating to him who was dead. It seemed to them that what they had lived through and experienced could not be expressed in words, and that any reference to the details of his life infringed the majesty and sacredness of the mystery that had been accomplished before their eyes.,!
,,The world turned upside down. Harry was hanging from the ground, with his hair on end, his glasses dangling off his nose, threatening to fall into the bottomless sky. He clutched them to the end of his nose and hung there, terrified. It felt as though his feet were glued to the grass, which had now become the ceiling. Below him the dark, star-spangled heavens stretched endlessly. He felt as though if he tried to move one of his feet, he would fall away from the earth completely. ,¡¡¡¡However, Marius experienced only an emotion of horror, but no fear. He clasped the stock of the pistol firmly and felt reassured. "I shall be able to stop that wretch whenever I please," he thought.,¡¡¡¡Conscious that they were about to die, they shouted, "Vive l'Empereur!" History records nothing more touching than that agony bursting forth in acclamations.;¡¡¡¡Hard as it was for Sonya, she watched her friend and did not let her out of her sight., .
BOOK SIX: 1808 - 10,¡¡¡¡"It means cursed name of a dog, in Latin.",,¡¡¡¡A dandy who had lost his way and who lounged past the end of the street created a diversion!,¡¡¡¡This oddity had attracted customers to his shop, and brought him young men, who said to each other:....
¡¡¡¡"What can I do with them?" thought Natasha.,¡¡¡¡After the Emperor had left Moscow, life flowed on there in its usual course, and its course was so very usual that it was difficult to remember the recent days of patriotic elation and ardor, hard to believe that Russia was really in danger and that the members of the English Club were also sons of the Fatherland ready to sacrifice everything for it. The one thing that recalled the patriotic fervor everyone had displayed during the Emperor's stay was the call for contributions of men and money, a necessity that as soon as the promises had been made assumed a legal, official form and became unavoidable.;BYRON HADLEY, captain of the guard, slams his baton into; ,¡¡¡¡Where?,,Warden wants to talk.!CHAPTER II .¡¡¡¡In Paris, the identity which binds an individual to himself is broken between one street and another..
¡¡¡¡When seeing a dying animal a man feels a sense of horror: substance similar to his own is perishing before his eyes. But when it is a beloved and intimate human being that is dying, besides this horror at the extinction of life there is a severance, a spiritual wound, which like a physical wound is sometimes fatal and sometimes heals, but always aches and shrinks at any external irritating touch.,¡¡¡¡FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS,¡¡¡¡Pfuel, always inclined to be irritably sarcastic, was particularly disturbed that day, evidently by the fact that they had dared to inspect and criticize his camp in his absence. From this short interview with Pfuel, Prince Andrew, thanks to his Austerlitz experiences, was able to form a clear conception of the man. Pfuel was one of those hopelessly and immutably self-confident men, self-confident to the point of martyrdom as only Germans are, because only Germans are self-confident on the basis of an abstract notion- science, that is, the supposed knowledge of absolute truth. A Frenchman is self-assured because he regards himself personally, both in mind and body, as irresistibly attractive to men and women. An Englishman is self-assured, as being a citizen of the best-organized state in the world, and therefore as an Englishman always knows what he should do and knows that all he does as an Englishman is undoubtedly correct. An Italian is self-assured because he is excitable and easily forgets himself and other people. A Russian is self-assured just because he knows nothing does not want to know anything, since he does not believe that anything can be known. The German's self-assurance is worst of all, stronger and more repulsive than any other, because he imagines that he knows the truth- science- which he himself has invented but which is for him the absolute truth.,¡¡¡¡She was called Fantine.;¡¡¡¡At midday, a thousand white butterflies took refuge there, and it was a divine spectacle to see that living summer snow whirling about there in flakes amid the shade.!Harry looked desperately around. Black and Lupin both gone¡ they had no one but Snape for company, still hanging, unconscious, in midair. ...
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,¡¡¡¡They recognized Javert's voice.;¡¡¡¡This reply of Balashev's, which hinted at the recent defeats of the French in Spain, was much appreciated when he related it at Alexander's court, but it was not much appreciated at Napoleon's dinner, where it passed unnoticed.!¡¡¡¡Will she forever summon in vain to her assistance the lance of light of the ideal?,¡¡¡¡Sometimes the old count would come up, kiss Prince Andrew, and ask his advice about Petya's education or Nicholas' service. The old countess sighed as she looked at them; Sonya was always getting frightened lest she should be in the way and tried to find excuses for leaving them alone, even when they did not wish it. When Prince Andrew spoke (he could tell a story very well), Natasha listened to him with pride; when she spoke she noticed with fear and joy that he gazed attentively and scrutinizingly at her. She asked herself in perplexity: "What does he look for in me? He is trying to discover something by looking at me! What if what he seeks in me is not there?" Sometimes she fell into one of the mad, merry moods characteristic of her, and then she particularly loved to hear and see how Prince Andrew laughed. He seldom laughed, but when he did he abandoned himself entirely to his laughter, and after such a laugh she always felt nearer to him. Natasha would have been completely happy if the thought of the separation awaiting her and drawing near had not terrified her, just as the mere thought of it made him turn pale and cold..¡¡¡¡"You mustn't think we'll be in anyone's way, Uncle," she said. "We'll go to our places and won't budge.";
¡¡¡¡Natasha's face twitched. She frowned and lowered her eyes for a moment. She hesitated for an instant whether to speak or not.!."Pour avoir bu de grand matin,¡¡¡¡No.,¡¡¡¡Count Rostov's mouth watered with pleasure and he nudged Pierre, but Pierre wanted to speak himself. He pushed forward, feeling stirred, but not yet sure what stirred him or what he would say. Scarcely had he opened his mouth when one of the senators, a man without a tooth in his head, with a shrewd though angry expression, standing near the first speaker, interrupted him. Evidently accustomed to managing debates and to maintaining an argument, he began in low but distinct tones:,,¡¡¡¡"All right. All right. They'll be safe with me, as safe as in Chancery! I'll take them where they must go, scold them a bit, and pet them a bit," said Marya Dmitrievna, touching her goddaughter and favorite, Natasha, on the cheek with her large hand.,.
¡¡¡¡Jondrette lied.;¡¡¡¡The "man of great merit," who was still a novice in court circles, wishing to flatter Anna Pavlovna by defending her former position on this question, observed:,ANGLE SHIFTS to reveal Red and Brooks doing filing chores..¡¡¡¡At the basis of the works of all the modern historians from Gibbon to Buckle, despite their seeming disagreements and the apparent novelty of their outlooks, lie those two old, unavoidable assumptions.,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡"You see, sister, this doll is more amusing than the other. She twists, she cries, she is warm..
¡¡¡¡The two ideas which counselled him appeared to him equally fatal.,¡¡¡¡He took good care not to speak to Cosette of the line written on the wall, for fear of alarming her.!¡¡¡¡"Why, this gentleman's saber.",!? Leo Tolstoy.between); both of good state, and bigness: and those not to go all the length, but ;¡¡¡¡Cosette had had no mother.,LastIndexNext!¡¡¡¡"My father!" said she....
¡¡¡¡It seemed as though he also were clinging to the hand of some one greater than himself; he thought he felt a being leading him, though invisible. However, he had no settled idea, no plan, no project.,The old guys just grin and shake their heads.,Solitary! A month!...¡¡¡¡"But if he is dishonorable?"!¡¡¡¡"But do listen," returned Prince Andrew, holding him by the arm. "Do you know the condition I am in? I must talk about it to someone.";¡¡¡¡"Well, Cosette," said the Thenardier, in a voice that strove to be sweet, and which was composed of the bitter honey of malicious women, "aren't you going to take your doll?",¡¡¡¡She had been weeping for more than two hours beside Marius as he meditated.,¡¡¡¡His habits of solitary meditation, while they had developed in him sympathy and compassion, had, perhaps, diminished the faculty for irritation, but had left intact the power of waxing indignant; he had the kindliness of a brahmin, and the severity of a judge; he took pity upon a toad, but he crushed a viper.,¡¡¡¡The cuirassiers hurled themselves on the English squares..
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¡¡¡¡Next day the countess called Boris aside and had a talk with him, after which he ceased coming to the Rostovs'.,¡¡¡¡Next day Pierre came to say good-by. Natasha was less animated than she had been the day before; but that day as he looked at her Pierre sometimes felt as if he was vanishing and that neither he nor she existed any longer, that nothing existed but happiness. "Is it possible? No, it can't be," he told himself at every look, gesture, and word that filled his soul with joy.;¡¡¡¡From among all these parties, just at the time Prince Andrew reached the army, another, a ninth party, was being formed and was beginning to raise its voice. This was the party of the elders, reasonable men experienced and capable in state affairs, who, without sharing any of those conflicting opinions, were able to take a detached view of what was going on at the staff at headquarters and to consider means of escape from this muddle, indecision, intricacy, and weakness.,¡¡¡¡"I beg you to excuse me, excuse me! God is my witness, I did not know," muttered the old man, and after looking Natasha over from head to foot he went out.,¡¡¡¡He remained a long time thus.!¡¡¡¡Everything toils at everything.,Rain is falling in solid sheets. Shawshank is half a mile distant. BOOM DOWN to reveal the creek...and PUSH IN toward the mouth of the sewer pipe that feeds into it.!¡°Ten points from Ravenclaw, Fawcett!¡± Snape snarled as a girl ran past him. ¡°And ten points from Hufflepuff too, Stebbins!¡± as a boy went rushing after her. ¡°And what are you two doing?¡± he added, catching sight of Harry and Ron on the path ahead. Karkaroff, Harry saw, looked slightly discomposed to see them standing there. His hand went nervously to his goatee, and he began winding it around his finger. ... ...
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¡¡¡¡As far as the eye could see, one could perceive nothing but the abattoirs, the city wall, and the fronts of a few factories, resembling barracks or monasteries; everywhere about stood hovels, rubbish, ancient walls blackened like cerecloths, new white walls like winding-sheets; everywhere parallel rows of trees, buildings erected on a line, flat constructions, long, cold rows, and the melancholy sadness of right angles..¡¡¡¡*"Thank you, sir." ,CHAPTER V ,¡¡¡¡Having nothing wherewith to seal this letter, he contented himself with folding the paper in four, and added the address:--,¡¡¡¡Wealthy travellers are not so polite.,¡®Oh, he knows how to play, little bitty baby Potter,¡¯ she said, her mad eyes staring through the slits in her hood. ¡®Very well, then¡ª¡¯.,;
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...!¡¡¡¡Beyond Shamshevo, Dolokhov was to observe the road in the same way, to find out at what distance there were other French troops. They reckoned that the convoy had fifteen hundred men. Denisov had two hundred, and Dolokhov might have as many more, but the disparity of numbers did not deter Denisov. All that he now wanted to know was what troops these were and to learn that he had to capture a "tongue"- that is, a man from the enemy column. That morning's attack on the wagons had been made so hastily that the Frenchmen with the wagons had all been killed; only a little drummer boy had been taken alive, and as he was a straggler he could tell them nothing definite about the troops in that column....RED (V.O.),¡¡¡¡He went up stairs again.,striketh up a great heat in summer, and much cold in winter. But only some side alleys, with a cross, and me quarters to graze, being kept shorn, but not too near shorn. ,¡¡¡¡Not to speak of the fact that no description of the collective activity of men can do without the conception of power, the existence of power is proved both by history and by observing contemporary events..RED (V.O.),¡¡¡¡"Dunyasha," she whispered. "Dunyasha!" she screamed wildly, and tearing herself out of this silence she ran to the servants' quarters to meet her old nurse and the maidservants who came running toward her. ...
¡¡¡¡ORIGIN ,LastIndexNext...,If ever Harry might have released his wand from shock, it would have been then, but instinct kept him clutching his wand tightly, so that the thread of golden light remained unbroken, even though the thick gray ghost of Cedric Diggory (was it a ghost? it looked so solid) emerged in its entirety from the end of Voldemort's wand, as though it were squeezing itself out of a very narrow tunnel¡and this shade of Cedric stood up, and looked up and down the golden thread of light, and spoke. ,CHAPTER XVI !¡¡¡¡"Well, go on, go on. I am very glad," said Pierre, and his face really changed, his brow became smooth, and he listened gladly to Prince Andrew. Prince Andrew seemed, and really was, quite a different, quite a new man. Where was his spleen, his contempt for life, his disillusionment? Pierre was the only person to whom he made up his mind to speak openly; and to him he told all that was in his soul. Now he boldly and lightly made plans for an extended future, said he could not sacrifice his own happiness to his father's caprice, and spoke of how he would either make his father consent to this marriage and love her, or would do without his consent; then he marveled at the feeling that had mastered him as at something strange, apart from and independent of himself.,¡¡¡¡He set out at rapid pace.!...
FIRST EPILOGUE: 1813 - 20;,,Comme deux grives estaient souls;,¡¡¡¡She will run over the grass after butterflies. I will watch her.,¡¡¡¡Every syllable has an air of being marked.!,¡°My Lord!¡± gasped the man on the floor. ¡°My Lord, I am¡I am so pleased¡and so sorry.¡¡± .