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;the one, because nothing is more pleasant to the eye, than green grass kept finely ...¡¡¡¡"To enter Russia without declaring war! I will not make peace as long as a single armed enemy remains in my country!" It seemed to Boris that it gave the Emperor pleasure to utter these words. He was satisfied with the form in which he had expressed his thoughts, but displeased that Boris had overheard it.,;BOOK FOURTEEN: 1812,¡°Sweet girl¡clever girl¡you ¡ª you won't let them¡Help me¡.¡± ;
¡¡¡¡When he had finished, the audience burst into a laugh.,¡¡¡¡Duhesme, the general of the Young Guard, hemmed in at the doorway of an inn at Genappe, surrendered his sword to a huzzar of death, who took the sword and slew the prisoner.!? Victor Hugo.¡¡¡¡Dolokhov smiled contemptuously and condescendingly when Anatole had gone out.,¡¡¡¡There comes an hour, nevertheless, when the gale breaks that sixty-foot yard like a straw, when the wind bends that mast four hundred feet tall, when that anchor, which weighs tens of thousands, is twisted in the jaws of the waves like a fisherman's hook in the jaws of a pike, when those monstrous cannons utter plaintive and futile roars, which the hurricane bears forth into the void and into night, when all that power and all that majesty are engulfed in a power and majesty which are superior.,¡¡¡¡He offered his gun, and a neighbor offered a small pistol which he was willing to sell for seven francs.,¡¡¡¡The ignorance of his colleagues, the weakness and insignificance of his opponents, the frankness of his falsehoods, and the dazzling and self-confident limitations of this man raise him to the head of the army. The brilliant qualities of the soldiers of the army sent to Italy, his opponents' reluctance to fight, and his own childish audacity and self-confidence secure him military fame. Innumerable so called chances accompany him everywhere. The disfavor into which he falls with the rulers of France turns to his advantage. His attempts to avoid his predestined path are unsuccessful: he is not received into the Russian service, and the appointment he seeks in Turkey comes to nothing. During the war in Italy he is several times on the verge of destruction and each time is saved in an unexpected manner. Owing to various diplomatic considerations the Russian armies- just those which might have destroyed his prestige- do not appear upon the scene till he is no longer there.,Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte..
!¡¡¡¡You must enjoy yourselves a great deal, my children.,BOOK NINE: 1812,¡¡¡¡At breakfast Pierre told the princess, his cousin, that he had been to see Princess Mary the day before and had there met- "Whom do you think? Natasha Rostova!"...¡¡¡¡Dolokhov, who had reappeared that year in Moscow after his exile and his Persian adventures, and was leading a life of luxury, gambling, and dissipation, associated with his old Petersburg comrade Kuragin and made use of him for his own ends.,¡¡¡¡His face expressed entreaty, agitation, and ecstasy. Countess Mary glanced at him and turned to Pierre....¡¡¡¡Because of that affair....
...fingers of rosy light creeping across her face..¡¡¡¡All at once, Bossuet caught sight of Marius coming up the street towards the barrier with a peculiar air.,.Certainly, fame is like a river, that beareth up things light and swollen, and ,¡¡¡¡His guard, standing behind him with grounded arms, watched him from below with a sort of religion.!
Andy lies staring at the darkness, unable to sleep.!¡¡¡¡Waterloo is not a battle; it is a change of front on the part of the Universe.,¡°And I answer myself,¡± whispered Voldemort, ¡°they must have believed me broken, they thought I was gone. They slipped back among my enemies, and they pleaded innocence, and ignorance, and bewitchment .¡ ,¡¡¡¡ Venez choisir des cruches et des broos, !¡¡¡¡There were several prisoners from the French army in Orel, and the doctor brought one of them, a young Italian, to see Pierre.,¡¡¡¡He looked at her once more; then he removed his hands from Cosette's shoulders, seized the bucket, and set out again.!¡¡¡¡"Grub away.".¡¡¡¡After traversing a hundred paces, skirting a wall of thefifteenth century, surmounted by a pointed gable, with bricks setin contrast, he found himself before a large door of arched stone,with a rectilinear impost, in the sombre style of Louis XIV., flankedby two flat medallions. A severe facade rose above this door;a wall, perpendicular to the facade, almost touched the door,and flanked it with an abrupt right angle. In the meadowbefore the door lay three harrows, through which, in disorder,grew all the flowers of May. The door was closed. The two decrepitleaves which barred it were ornamented with an old rusty knocker..
¡¡¡¡Javert interrupted him:,¡¡¡¡But Ambiorix fought against Rome, Artevelde against France, Marnix against Spain, Pelagius against the Moors; all against the foreigner.,¡¡¡¡Less than an hour after this, the verdict of the jury freed the said Champmathieu from all accusations; and Champmathieu, being at once released, went off in a state of stupefaction, thinking that all men were fools, and comprehending nothing of this vision. !¡¡¡¡"Where are you off to so early?" asked Speranski.;¡¡¡¡The passers-by of forty years ago halted to gaze at it, without a suspicion of the secrets which it hid in its fresh and verdant depths.,¡¡¡¡"I don't think so when I look at you!" said Anatole, following Natasha. He said this at a moment when she alone could hear him. "You are enchanting... from the moment I saw you I have never ceased..."...¡¡¡¡"They are in the jug," said Javert.,¡¡¡¡I can't go out for lack of a coat.,¡¡¡¡Then he rose, and turned to Javert..
!¡¡¡¡I shall expect you at dusk, at nine o'clock precisely, I warn you.,¡¡¡¡"I know nothing about it."!¡¡¡¡But to his surprise Willarski soon noticed that Pierre had lagged much behind the times, and had sunk, as he expressed it to himself, into apathy and egotism.,¡¡¡¡"Come to the mistress, please," said the footman in his deep bass, intercepting any retreat....¡¡¡¡"What... what they have brought us to!" Kutuzov suddenly cried in an agitated voice, evidently picturing vividly to himself from Prince Andrew's story the condition Russia was in. "But give me time, give me time!" he said with a grim look, evidently not wishing to continue this agitating conversation, and added: "I sent for you to keep you with me.".,¡¡¡¡It might have been said:,¡¡¡¡Natasha, animated and excited, looked about her with wide-open frightened eyes and seemed merrier than usual. She understood hardly anything that went on that evening. They danced the ecossaise and the Grossvater. Her father asked her to come home, but she begged to remain. Wherever she went and whomever she was speaking to, she felt his eyes upon her. Later on she recalled how she had asked her father to let her go to the dressing room to rearrange her dress, that Helene had followed her and spoken laughingly of her brother's love, and that she again met Anatole in the little sitting room. Helene had disappeared leaving them alone, and Anatole had taken her hand and said in a tender voice:!
¡¡¡¡The men became silent. The soldier who had been struck groaned and wiped his face, which had been scratched till it bled by his falling against the wattle.!¡¡¡¡The light does not bear away terrestrial perfumes into the azure depths, without knowing what it is doing; the night distributes stellar essences to the sleeping flowers. All birds that fly have round their leg the thread of the infinite. Germination is complicated with the bursting forth of a meteor and with the peck of a swallow cracking its egg, and it places on one level the birth of an earthworm and the advent of Socrates. Where the telescope ends, the microscope begins.,¡¡¡¡It was thus that Jean Valjean quitted the convent of the Perpetual Adoration....¡¡¡¡"And did you really see and speak to Napoleon, as we have been told?" said Princess Mary.,¡¡¡¡But by the side of and above the philosophers, there were the sophists, a venomous vegetation mingled with a healthy growth, hemlock in the virgin forest..¡¡¡¡The star Sirius might have entered the room, and he would not have been any more dazzled.!,¡¡¡¡"There, my dear princess, I've brought you my songstress," said the count, bowing and looking round uneasily as if afraid the old prince might appear. "I am so glad you should get to know one another... very sorry the prince is still ailing," and after a few more commonplace remarks he rose. "If you'll allow me to leave my Natasha in your hands for a quarter of an hour, Princess, I'll drive round to see Anna Semenovna, it's quite near in the Dogs' Square, and then I'll come back for her.",he be not to be commended, you much less. Glorious men are the scorn of wise men; the admiration of fools; the idols of parasites; and the slaves of their own vaunts....
What was his name?...,¡¡¡¡"With our business, how can we get away?" said Ferapontov. "We'd have to pay seven rubles a cartload to Dorogobuzh and I tell them they're not Christians to ask it! Selivanov, now, did a good stroke last Thursday- sold flour to the army at nine rubles a sack. Will you have some tea?" he added.,¡°He can't be,¡± said Hermione, ¡°I've told you, those sorts of things don't work around Hogwarts. Come on, Harry,¡± she added briskly, turning away from the window and moving back into the middle of the room, ¡°let's try that Shield Charm again.¡± ,¡¡¡¡*The French shawl dance. ...¡¡¡¡Some one, a person to whom one replies not, took the responsibility on himself.,Secondly, how the particular motions of anger may be repressed, or at least refrained from doing mischief. ,¡¡¡¡"It is not at all what you suppose; but that is what the German Tugendbund was, and what I am proposing."!
swings hugely open, revealing Brooks standing in his cheap suit, carrying a cheap bag, wearing a cheap hat.,¡¡¡¡But so much the better, if that is all, it is nothing, let me carry you to a bed.,¡¡¡¡The man had but one thought,--how to enrich himself..¡¡¡¡"Hey!.well upon the walls, as in ranges. And this would be generally observed, that the ,¡¡¡¡Marius softly removed his boots and pushed them under his bed.!
Sunlight casts a harsh barred shadow across her lovely face.!¡¡¡¡His massive couch, all covered with gilding, with great branches of lilies painted on the panels, thundered noisily along.,¡¡¡¡But just as he was about to throw his leg over, Bigrenaille seized him roughly by the collar.......¡®Ha ha ha, Harry, look at it¡ª¡¯ said Ron, watching it disgorge its gaudy innards, ¡®Harry, come and touch it; bet it's weird¡ª¡¯,,to produce excellency. And therefore, they prove accomplished, but not of great spirit; and study rather behaviour, than virtue; but this holds not always; for Augustus Caesar, Titus Vespasianus, Philip Ie Belle of France, Edward the Fourth of England, Alcitriades of Athens, Ismael the Sophy of Persia, were all high and great spirits; and yet _e most beautiful men of their times. In beauty, that of favour is more than that of colour, and that of decent and gracious motion, more than that of favour. !;fulfil the justice of God...
And certainly, there is a kind of conveying of effectual and imprinting ,Need More Free Ebooks, Pls Go To.,¡¡¡¡"Oh yes, your plan. To join the hussars? I'll mention it, I'll bring it all up today.".,¡¡¡¡When the coach set out for Lagny a few minutes later, it did not encounter him in the principal street of Chelles.;!¡¡¡¡The wattle wall the men had brought was set up in a semicircle by the Eighth Company as a shelter from the north, propped up by musket rests, and a campfire was built before it. They beat the tattoo, called the roll, had supper, and settled down round the fires for the night- some repairing their footgear, some smoking pipes, and some stripping themselves naked to steam the lice out of their shirts. ;Harry had never been part of a stranger group. Crookshanks led the way down the stairs; Lupin, Pettigrew, and Ron went next, looking like entrants in a six-legged race. Next came Professor Snape, drifting creepily along, his toes hitting each stair as they descended, held up by his own wand, which was being pointed at him by Sirius. Harry and Hermione brought up the rear. !
¡¡¡¡"I cannot take him away from his grandfather, and besides..."!sacrifice themselves by fire. Nay, the wives strive to be burned with the corpses ,¡¡¡¡Supper was over, and Pierre who at first declined to speak about his captivity was gradually led on to do so.,¡¡¡¡The interpreter translated these words without the last phrase, and Bonaparte smiled. "The young Cossack made his mighty interlocutor smile," says Thiers. After riding a few paces in silence, Napoleon turned to Berthier and said he wished to see how the news that he was talking to the Emperor himself, to that very Emperor who had written his immortally victorious name on the Pyramids, would affect this enfant du Don.* ,¡¡¡¡"As I see it you were quite right, and I told Natasha so. Pierre says everybody is suffering, tortured, and being corrupted, and that it is our duty to help our neighbor. Of course he is right there," said Countess Mary, "but he forgets that we have other duties nearer to us, duties indicated to us by God Himself, and that though we might expose ourselves to risks we must not risk our children.",,FIRST EPILOGUE: 1813 - 20,¡¡¡¡And again she said to him:--;
¡¡¡¡The theory of the transference of the collective will of the people to historic persons may perhaps explain much in the domain of jurisprudence and be essential for its purposes, but in its application to history, as soon as revolutions, conquests, or civil wars occur- that is, as soon as history begins- that theory explains nothing.;¡¡¡¡"What was he thinking when he uttered that word? What is he thinking now?" This question suddenly presented itself to her, and in answer she saw him before her with the expression that was on his face as he lay in his coffin with his chin bound up with a white handkerchief. And the horror that had seized her when she touched him and convinced herself that that was not he, but something mysterious and horrible, seized her again. She tried to think of something else and to pray, but could do neither. With wide-open eyes she gazed at the moonlight and the shadows, expecting every moment to see his dead face, and she felt that the silence brooding over the house and within it held her fast....!¡¡¡¡They took aim, point blank, on both sides:;¡¡¡¡The permanent and the immutable are persistent.,¡¡¡¡Princess Mary- reluctantly as is usual in such cases- began telling of the condition in which she had found Prince Andrew. But Pierre's face quivering with emotion, his questions and his eager restless expression, gradually compelled her to go into details which she feared to recall for her own sake..¡¡¡¡M. Mabeuf, pale, haggard, his eyes lighted up with the mournful flame of aberration, raised the flag above his head and repeated:--,"...and the lamplight o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the;
¡¡¡¡And she burst into sobs with the despairing vehemence with which people bewail disasters they feel they have themselves occasioned. Marya Dmitrievna was to speak again but Natasha cried out:,¡¡¡¡"I, I... I'll go with you!" cried Petya.,,¡¡¡¡The insurgents had, moreover, taken pains not to have any light in the upper stories..¡¡¡¡Louis Philippe annotated Beccaria with his own hand.,¡¡¡¡He had something of the look of sailors, who are accustomed to screw up their eyes to gaze through marine glasses.,¡¡¡¡At first he spoke with the amused and mild irony now customary with him toward everybody and especially toward himself, but when he came to describe the horrors and sufferings he had witnessed he was unconsciously carried away and began speaking with the suppressed emotion of a man re-experiencing in recollection strong impressions he has lived through..
¡¡¡¡Then he executed a pirouette on his heel; a moment later, the old woman, who had remained on the door-step, heard him singing in his clear, young voice, as he plunged under the black elm-trees, in the wintry wind:-- , ;¡¡¡¡In Natasha Prince Andrew was conscious of a strange world completely alien to him and brimful of joys unknown to him, a different world, that in the Otradnoe avenue and at the window that moonlight night had already begun to disconcert him. Now this world disconcerted him no longer and was no longer alien to him, but he himself having entered it found in it a new enjoyment..¡¡¡¡The supreme smile is God's alone.,,¡¡¡¡Having found what she was looking for in the reticule she handed it to Natasha. It was a letter from Princess Mary..
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¡¡¡¡After a few words to Pierre about the awful roads from the Polish frontier, about people he had met in Switzerland who knew Pierre, and about M. Dessalles, whom he had brought from abroad to be his son's tutor, Prince Andrew again joined warmly in the conversation about Speranski which was still going on between the two old men.,¡¡¡¡"I advise you not to disturb me at this moment.".,? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡"Will you do something for me?",,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡"You're not the same at all," he said.;
¡¡¡¡They carried us off to the woods..¡¡¡¡she had but one thought now,--to flee at full speed through the forest, across the fields to the houses, to the windows, to the lighted candles....¡¡¡¡When halfway home Nicholas handed the reins to the coachman and ran for a moment to Natasha's sleigh and stood on its wing.,¡¡¡¡"We are all in God's hands," said he, with a sigh.;¡¡¡¡"Ah, he's come?" said Pierre. "And Plat-" he began, but did not finish.;¡¡¡¡During one of these moments of awkward silence when Anatole's prominent eyes were gazing calmly and fixedly at her, Natasha, to break the silence, asked him how he liked Moscow. She asked the question and blushed. She felt all the time that by talking to him she was doing something improper. Anatole smiled as though to encourage her..
¡¡¡¡Thanks to Denisov the conversation at table soon became general and lively, and she did not talk to her husband. When they left the table and went as usual to thank the old countess, Countess Mary held out her hand and kissed her husband, and asked him why he was angry with her.,,¡¡¡¡Your admirable Italy has all miseries on the face of it..¡¡¡¡They knew not what it was, they knew not where they were; but both of them, the man and the child, the penitent and the innocent, felt that they must kneel.;¡¡¡¡To die of love, is to live in it.,.CHAPTER IV ,¡¡¡¡Shy although in the right, violent although strong, it struck at random; it walked like a blind elephant; it left behind it the corpses of old men, of women, and of children; it wished the blood of inoffensive and innocent persons without knowing why.,¡¡¡¡"Decamp, my girl, and leave men to their own affairs!".
;.,¡¡¡¡The largest of all, a sort of colossus, marched on Gavroche with his bayonet fixed. The urchin took in his arms Javert's immense gun, levelled it resolutely at the giant, and fired.,!,¡¡¡¡"How can I join in? Why, you've given a village for each of your borzois! That's it, come on! Yours are worth thousands. Try yours against one another, you two, and I'll look on!"!¡¡¡¡Taking the words in their most comprehensive and absolute sense, we may say that, separated from every one by the walls of the tomb, Jean Valjean was the widower, and Cosette was the orphan: this situation caused Jean Valjean to become Cosette's father after a celestial fashion.,? Leo Tolstoy.
¡¡¡¡"Crazy?" repeated Natasha., ,¡¡¡¡Cosette looked for a name; there was none.,,,A dark, empty room., ,!
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BOOK TEN: 1812,To keep you happy and doing the laundry. Money instead of sheets.,¡¡¡¡These men, wholly absorbed in the grave and sacred task in which they were engaged, thought no more of the perilous situation in which they stood.!, ,¡¡¡¡If we admit that human life can be ruled by reason, the possibility of life is destroyed.!
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can do a lot better than that.;¡¡¡¡When campaigning, Rostov allowed himself the indulgence of riding not a regimental but a Cossack horse. A judge of horses and a sportsman, he had lately procured himself a large, fine, mettlesome, Donets horse, dun-colored, with light mane and tail, and when he rode it no one could outgallop him. To ride this horse was a pleasure to him, and he thought of the horse, of the morning, of the doctor's wife, but not once of the impending danger.,¡¡¡¡It was a headlong flight.!,To deal in person is good, when a man\'s face breedelh regard, as commonly with ...What I mean is, you don't seem to be a very good thief. Maybe you,¡¡¡¡For several minutes he uttered not a word, but swung his right foot, which hung down, and stared at the brazier with an air of savage revery.,¡¡¡¡"Do you notice how pretty Cosette is growing, sir?" Cosette did not hear her father's reply, but Toussaint's words caused a sort of commotion within her.!
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BOOK SIX: 1808 - 10,¡¡¡¡Nicholas was spending the last of his leave at home. A fourth letter had come from Prince Andrew, from Rome, in which he wrote that he would have been on his way back to Russia long ago had not his wound unexpectedly reopened in the warm climate, which obliged him to defer his return till the beginning of the new year. Natasha was still as much in love with her betrothed, found the same comfort in that love, and was still as ready to throw herself into all the pleasures of life as before; but at the end of the fourth month of their separation she began to have fits of depression which she could not master. She felt sorry for herself: sorry that she was being wasted all this time and of no use to anyone- while she felt herself so capable of loving and being loved.,¡¡¡¡A warning for himself?,,¡¡¡¡"That's what I say. Folks are foolish! Always afraid of the French."!,BOOK SEVEN: 1810 - 11!¡¡¡¡He had discovered, by dint of industry, or, at least, by dint of induction, he had guessed who the man was whom he had encountered on a certain day in the Grand Sewer..
¡¡¡¡"You know," said Natasha, "you have read the Gospels a great deal- there is a passage in them that just fits Sonya.",¡¡¡¡She was as he had known her almost as a child and later on as Prince Andrew's fiancee. A bright questioning light shone in her eyes, and on her face was a friendly and strangely roguish expression.,¡¡¡¡"Ah!,,,¡¡¡¡Royal houses resemble those Indian fig-trees, each branch of which, bending over to the earth, takes root and becomes a fig-tree itself. Each branch may become a dynasty....¡¡¡¡It will be remembered that the fundamental point in Javert, his element, the very air he breathed, was veneration for all authority. This was impregnable, and admitted of neither objection nor restriction. In his eyes, of course, the ecclesiastical authority was the chief of all; he was religious, superficial and correct on this point as on all others.!¡¡¡¡"Father! Benefactor! God has sent you!" exclaimed deeply moved voices as Rostov passed through the anteroom..,I have no idea to this day what them two Italian ladies were singin' about. Truth is, I don't want to know. Some things are best left unsaid. I like to think they were singin' about something so beautiful it can't be expressed in words, and makes your heart ache because of it.!
¡¡¡¡That same week, she noticed a very handsome officer of lancers, with a wasp-like waist, a delicious uniform, the cheeks of a young girl, a sword under his arm, waxed mustaches, and a glazed schapka, passing the gate..¡¡¡¡Pierre finished what he had begun. It was the sequel to his complacent reflections on his success in Petersburg. At that moment it seemed to him that he was chosen to give a new direction to the whole of Russian society and to the whole world.... ,The winning of honour is but the revealing of a man\'s virtue and worth, without !,¡¡¡¡"Be easy."...