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,¡¡¡¡For him it was no new conviction that his presence in any part of the world, from Africa to the steppes of Muscovy alike, was enough to dumfound people and impel them to insane self-oblivion. He called for his horse and rode to his quarters.......¡¡¡¡The doctor advised him to apply direct to Kutuzov..!;BOOK THIRD.--THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET....
¡¡¡¡Twice he repeated this cry, of whose orthography the following barely conveys an idea:--,;? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡It was a dog scanning a thief.,¡¡¡¡There was running to and fro and whispering; another troyka furiously up, and then all eyes were turned on an approaching sleigh in which the figures of the Emperor and Volkonski could already be descried.,¡¡¡¡Whatever To-day may be, To-morrow will be peace.,!
...,,¡¡¡¡*Forty-two. ,¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡Et mele une douceur secrete...Need More Free Ebooks, Pls Go To!¡¡¡¡"Ah! Good God!",;
¡¡¡¡FACTS WHENCE HISTORY SPRINGS AND WHICH HISTORY IGNORES... ;¡¡¡¡With too much haste perhaps. Were they all dead?,¡¡¡¡In fact, to get Wurmser, it sufficed to blanch the hair of Wellington.;? Victor Hugo,¡¡¡¡"Ah, how do you do, my dear prince? How do you do, my dear boy? Come along..." said he, glancing wearily round, and he stepped onto the porch which creaked under his weight.,¡¡¡¡M. Leblanc made his appearance.;.¡¡¡¡"Come! Come with me, we'll have a talk," said he.!
¡¡¡¡During the action the plans of the two leaders enter into each other and become mutually thrown out of shape.,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. ...¡¡¡¡The men in the Russian army were so worn out by this continuous marching at the rate of twenty-seven miles a day that they could not go any faster.,¡¡¡¡He seemed in his heart to reproach her for being too perfect, and because there was nothing to reproach her with. She had all that people are valued for, but little that could have made him love her. He felt that the more he valued her the less he loved her. He had taken her at her word when she wrote giving him his freedom and now behaved as if all that had passed between them had been long forgotten and could never in any case be renewed.,¡¡¡¡ A locomotive is moving. Someone asks: "What moves it?" A peasant says the devil moves it. Another man says the locomotive moves because its wheels go round. A third asserts that the cause of its movement lies in the smoke which the wind carries away.,¡¡¡¡"C'est grand!"* say the historians, and there no longer exists either good or evil but only "grand" and "not grand." Grand is good, not grand is bad. Grand is the characteristic, in their conception, of some special animals called "heroes." And Napoleon, escaping home in a warm fur coat and leaving to perish those who were not merely his comrades but were (in his opinion) men he had brought there, feels que c'est grand,* and his soul is tranquil. ,¡¡¡¡"What time is it?",, ,¡¡¡¡How well it looks!".
¡¡¡¡It was a chateau; it is no longer anything but a farm.,Red is making something at his bench, sanding and planing.,¡¡¡¡Pierre left the room and went to the old prince and Princess Mary.,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡She had recognized the gamin.,Deformed persons are commonly even with nature: for as nature hath done ill by them, so do they by nature: being for the most part, (as die scripture saith) void of natural affection; and so they have their revenge of nature. Certainly there is a consent between the body and the mind; and where nature erreth in the one, she ventureth in the other. Ubipecattmiw.periditaturinaltem. But because there is in man an election touching the frame of his mind, and a necessity in the frame of his body, the stars of natural inclination are sometimes obscured by the sun of discipline, and virtue. ,¡¡¡¡Two minutes later he was in the Rue Saint-Louis. While traversing the Rue du Parc-Royal, he felt called upon to make good the loss of the apple-turnover which had been impossible, and he indulged himself in the immense delight of tearing down the theatre posters in broad daylight.;¡¡¡¡It would be difficult to explain why and whither ants whose heap has been destroyed are hurrying: some from the heap dragging bits of rubbish, larvae, and corpses, others back to the heap, or why they jostle, overtake one another, and fight, and it would be equally difficult to explain what caused the Russians after the departure of the French to throng to the place that had formerly been Moscow. But when we watch the ants round their ruined heap, the tenacity, energy, and immense number of the delving insects prove that despite the destruction of the heap, something indestructible, which though intangible is the real strength of the colony, still exists; and similarly, though in Moscow in the month of October there was no government no churches, shrines, riches, or houses- it was still the Moscow it had been in August. All was destroyed, except something intangible yet powerful and indestructible....
,¡¡¡¡Soon after the migration to the "warm rivers," in which he had taken part like the rest, Dron was made village Elder and overseer of Bogucharovo, and had since filled that post irreproachably for twenty-three years. The peasants feared him more than they did their master. The masters, both the old prince and the young, and the steward respected him and jestingly called him "the Minister." During the whole time of his service Dron had never been drunk or ill, never after sleepless nights or the hardest tasks had he shown the least fatigue, and though he could not read he had never forgotten a single money account or the number of quarters of flour in any of the endless cartloads he sold for the prince, nor a single shock of the whole corn crop on any single acre of the Bogucharovo fields.,,¡¡¡¡"How I should have loved him!" said Natasha, immediately guessing his thought; "but I know you wish to avoid any pretext for finding fault with us.",¡¡¡¡"Yes, that was happiness," she then said in her quiet voice with its deep chest notes. "For me it certainly was happiness." She paused. "And he... he... he said he was wishing for it at the very moment I entered the room...."...¡¡¡¡Things are black, creatures are opaque.,¡¡¡¡"Nothing?!¡¡¡¡"Well, and then, Sonya?..."...¡¡¡¡It must not be supposed that his reason was deranged. Quite the contrary.;
¡¡¡¡A volley was heard, and some bullets whistled past, while others plashed against something. The Cossacks and Dolokhov galloped after Petya into the gateway of the courtyard. In the dense wavering smoke some of the French threw down their arms and ran out of the bushes to meet the Cossacks, while others ran down the hill toward the pond. Petya was galloping along the courtyard, but instead of holding the reins he waved both his arms about rapidly and strangely, slipping farther and farther to one side in his saddle. His horse, having galloped up to a campfire that was smoldering in the morning light, stopped suddenly, and Petya fell heavily on to the wet ground. The Cossacks saw that his arms and legs jerked rapidly though his head was quite motionless. A bullet had pierced his skull.,,¡¡¡¡"Perhaps the heart took no part in that speech," said Anna Pavlovna..¡¡¡¡But he had not long been able to resist that mysterious and sovereign vertigo which may be designated as the call of the abyss.,CHAPTER XXV , ,,.
;¡¡¡¡For us with the standard of good and evil given us by Christ, no human actions are incommensurable. And there is no greatness where simplicity, goodness, and truth are absent. ...¡¡¡¡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.,¡¡¡¡Every army is composed of lower grades of the service- the rank and file- of whom there are always the greatest number; of the next higher military rank- corporals and noncommissioned officers of whom there are fewer, and of still-higher officers of whom there are still fewer, and so on to the highest military command which is concentrated in one person.,,¡¡¡¡He had been proscribed, a wanderer, poor.,¡¡¡¡And the man, overcome, bowed, seized the note and examined it.!¡¡¡¡He watched the horizon grow white; he stared at all the chilly figures of a winter's dawn as they passed before his eyes, but without seeing them.!
¡¡¡¡Still, the House of Bourbon should have felt, from the displeasure created by the gift, that it did not come from it..¡¡¡¡Pierre choked, his face puckered, and he turned hastily away, went back to his trap muttering something to himself as he went, and took his seat. As they drove along he shuddered and exclaimed several times so audibly that the coachman asked him:,Uncle Vernon's moustache seemed to bristle with indignation. Possibly because the bowler hat gave him the entirely mistaken impression that he was dealing with a kindred spirit, he addressed himself to Moody.,¡¡¡¡She pointed to a lady who was crossing the room followed by a very plain daughter.,¡®He heard only the beginning, the part foretelling the birth of a boy in July to parents who had thrice defied Voldemort. Consequently, he could not warn his master that to attack you would be to risk transferring power to you, and marking you as his equal. So Voldemort never knew that there might be danger in attacking you, that it might be wise to wait, to learn more. He did not know that you would have power the Dark Lord knows not¡ª¡¯;¡¡¡¡Then we are told of the greatness of soul of the marshals, especially of Ney- a greatness of soul consisting in this: that he made his way by night around through the forest and across the Dnieper and escaped to Orsha, abandoning standards, artillery, and nine tenths of his men.;¡¡¡¡"Well, I don't mean that you shall.",¡¡¡¡Some five male domestic serfs, big and little, rushed out to the front porch to meet their master. A score of women serfs, old and young, as well as children, popped out from the back entrance to have a look at the hunters who were arriving. The presence of Natasha- a woman, a lady, and on horseback- raised the curiosity of the serfs to such a degree that many of them came up to her, stared her in the face, and unabashed by her presence made remarks about her as though she were some prodigy on show and not a human being able to hear or understand what was said about her..
¡¡¡¡Pierre listened to her with lips parted and eyes fixed upon her full of tears. As he listened he did not think of Prince Andrew, nor of death, nor of what she was telling. He listened to her and felt only pity for her, for what she was suffering now while she was speaking.,¡¡¡¡His death, which was expected, was dreaded by the people as a loss, and by the government as an occasion.,,¡¡¡¡"Oh, I'll go and see," said Pierre, jumping up. "You know," he added, stopping at the door, "why I'm especially fond of that music? It is always the first thing that tells me all is well. When I was driving here today, the nearer I got to the house the more anxious I grew. As I entered the anteroom I heard Andrusha's peals of laughter and that meant that all was well.".!¡¡¡¡Joly, who had placed himself at the window, exclaimed:--;
BOOK TEN: 1812;.¡¡¡¡"That's a queer fish."!shadows jittering across the cell. A storm breaking.,¡¡¡¡Only, the Thenardier exacted for this loan of her children, ten francs a month, which Magnon promised to pay, and which she actually did pay.!,¡¡¡¡It was written in the most charming of chirography, thought Cosette; in the same hand, but with divers inks, sometimes very black, again whitish, as when ink has been added to the inkstand, and consequently on different days.!¡¡¡¡An instant later Cosette entered the public room....
¡¡¡¡"Toussaint," went on Cosette, "are you careful to thoroughly barricade the shutters opening on the garden, at least with bars, in the evening, and to put the little iron things in the little rings that close them?",¡°Get up, Avery,¡± said Voldemort softly. ¡°Stand up. You ask for forgiveness? I do not forgive. I do not forget. Thirteen long years¡I want thirteen years¡¯ repayment before I forgive you. Wormtail here has paid some of his debt already, have you not, Wormtail?¡± ,LastIndexNext!¡¡¡¡The most determined, with Enjolras, Courfeyrac, Jean Prouvaire, and Combeferre, had proudly placed themselves with their backs against the houses at the rear, unsheltered and facing the ranks of soldiers and guards who crowned the barricade.,......¡¡¡¡"Follow me!"!
¡¡¡¡ The garden thus left to itself for more than half a century had become extraordinary and charming.!¡¡¡¡Ah!!¡¡¡¡"O-hoy!" came at that moment, that inimitable huntsman's call which unites the deepest bass with the shrillest tenor, and round the corner came Daniel the head huntsman and head kennelman, a gray, wrinkled old man with hair cut straight over his forehead, Ukrainian fashion, a long bent whip in his hand, and that look of independence and scorn of everything that is only seen in huntsmen. He doffed his Circassian cap to his master and looked at him scornfully. This scorn was not offensive to his master. Nicholas knew that this Daniel, disdainful of everybody and who considered himself above them, was all the same his serf and huntsman.,¡¡¡¡A few minutes later the Governor received Alpatych and hurriedly said to him:.¡¡¡¡"Keep on your masks," said Javert.!? Leo Tolstoy,¡°Are you mad?¡± said Ron. ¡°Tell Percy? He'd probably do a Crouch and turn them in.¡± He stared at the window through which Fred and George's owl had departed, then said, ¡°Come on, let's get some breakfast.¡± ,¡¡¡¡He raised his eyes, and saw that the shutters of the house were closed....
¡¡¡¡"How am I? If we grumble at sickness, God won't grant us death," replied Platon, and at once resumed the story he had begun.,¡¡¡¡A conference took place confined to the magnates sitting at the table. The whole consultation passed more than quietly. After all the preceding noise the sound of their old voices saying one after another, "I agree," or for variety, "I too am of that opinion," and so on had even a mournful effect.,¡¡¡¡Few among us emerge from them still like ourselves and firm in duty.,!¡¡¡¡The worse everything became, especially his own affairs, the better was Pierre pleased and the more evident was it that the catastrophe he expected was approaching. Hardly anyone he knew was left in town. Julie had gone, and so had Princess Mary. Of his intimate friends only the Rostovs remained, but he did not go to see them.,CHAPTER V ...¡¡¡¡"Ah, my God! my God! When one thinks who and what- what trash- can cause people misery!" he said with a malignity that alarmed Princess Mary.,¡¡¡¡From the time the first person said and proved that the number of births or of crimes is subject to mathematical laws, and that this or that mode of government is determined by certain geographical and economic conditions, and that certain relations of population to soil produce migrations of peoples, the foundations on which history had been built were destroyed in their essence....
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¡¡¡¡"Ah!" said he, "she is gone..¡¡¡¡In the inclined mirror facing him which surmounted the sideboard, he saw the four lines which follow:--,¡¡¡¡ The painful surprise of Napoleon is well known..¡¡¡¡"As one community, without distinction of class, without enmity, united by brotherly love- let us pray!" thought Natasha.,¡¡¡¡"The prince says nothing about that," he remarked gently..!¡¡¡¡"Alpatych!" a familiar voice suddenly hailed the old man.,!
¡¡¡¡His brain was dazzled and obliterated.,,¡¡¡¡Outside of Paris, he held his hat decked with white ostrich plumes on his knees enwrapped in high English gaiters; when he re-entered the city, he put on his hat and saluted rarely; he stared coldly at the people, and they returned it in kind. When he appeared for the first time in the Saint-Marceau quarter, the whole success which he produced is contained in this remark of an inhabitant of the faubourg to his comrade, "That big fellow yonder is the government.",¡¡¡¡"But I am cured!!¡¡¡¡Before sunrise he was awakened by shouts and loud and rapid firing. French soldiers were running past him.,¡¡¡¡They lived in a golden minute.!
¡¡¡¡The motives of those who thronged from all sides to Moscow after it had been cleared of the enemy were most diverse and personal, and at first for the most part savage and brutal. One motive only they all had in common: a desire to get to the place that had been called Moscow, to apply their activities there.,,¡¡¡¡A Cossack dismounted, lifted the boy down, and took him to Denisov. Pointing to the French troops, Denisov asked him what these and those of them were. The boy, thrusting his cold hands into his pockets and lifting his eyebrows, looked at Denisov in affright, but in spite of an evident desire to say all he knew gave confused answers, merely assenting to everything Denisov asked him. Denisov turned away from him frowning and addressed the esaul, conveying his own conjectures to him.,¡¡¡¡Cosette laughed, chattered, and sang from daybreak.,¡¡¡¡These facts, significant but unknown, were imperceptible on the surface. Sometimes, in the very obscurity of a fact lurks its danger. It is obscure because it is underhand.,,¡¡¡¡Cosette was by his side, she seemed to be his; an optical illusion which every one has experienced. He arranged in his own mind, with all sorts of felicitous devices, his departure for England with Cosette, and he beheld his felicity reconstituted wherever he pleased, in the perspective of his revery.,Surely, there is no better way to stop the rising of new sects, and schisms; than to reform abuses; to compound the smaller differences; to proceed mildly, and not with sanguinary prosecutions; and rather to take off the principal authors, by winning and advancing them, than to enrage them by violence and bitterness....
,Red watches from his cell, arms slung over the crossbars, cigarette dangling from his fingers.,¡¡¡¡"My brother is here.,!CHAPTER V ,¡¡¡¡Enjolras, Courfeyrac, and Combeferre were among those who had taken to the Rue Bassompierre, shouting:,¡¡¡¡He directed his course towards the faubourg Saint-Marceau and asked at the first shop he came to where he could find a commissary of police.;
¡¡¡¡But dazed by the force of the movement, it was long before people understood this.;¡¡¡¡"No, gentlemen, you have had your sleep, but I have not slept for two nights," replied the doctor, and he sat down morosely beside his wife, waiting for the game to end.,¡¡¡¡Each column undulated and swelled like the ring of a polyp.,¡¡¡¡"Oh! And my coachman has gone.";¡¡¡¡An attendant deferentially and quickly slipped before the ladies and opened the door of their box. The music sounded louder and through the door rows of brightly lit boxes in which ladies sat with bare arms and shoulders, and noisy stalls brilliant with uniforms, glittered before their eyes. A lady entering the next box shot a glance of feminine envy at Natasha. The curtain had not yet risen and the overture was being played. Natasha, smoothing her gown, went in with Sonya and sat down, scanning the brilliant tiers of boxes opposite. A sensation she had not experienced for a long time- that of hundreds of eyes looking at her bare arms and neck- suddenly affected her both agreeably and disagreeably and called up a whole crowd of memories, desires and emotions associated with that feeling.,¡¡¡¡A black sky rested on these dead streets, as though an immense winding-sheet were being outspread over this immense tomb.!¡¡¡¡"What rubbish sometimes enters one's head!" thought Prince Andrew, "but what is certain is that that girl is so charming, so original, that she won't be dancing here a month before she will be married.... Such as she are rare here," he thought, as Natasha, readjusting a rose that was slipping on her bodice, settled herself beside him.;
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¡¡¡¡The proportion of freedom to inevitability decreases and increases according to the point of view from which the action is regarded, but their relation is always one of inverse proportion.;¡¡¡¡Brevet, take a good look at the accused, recall your souvenirs, and tell us on your soul and conscience, if you persist in recognizing this man as your former companion in the galleys, Jean Valjean?",He tosses Jake through the bars. The crow flaps away..¡¡¡¡He did not repeat to himself with a sickening feeling of shame the words he had spoken, or say: "Oh, why did I not say that?" and, "Whatever made me say 'Je vous aime'?" On the contrary, he now repeated in imagination every word that he or Natasha had spoken and pictured every detail of her face and smile, and did not wish to diminish or add anything, but only to repeat it again and again. There was now not a shadow of doubt in his mind as to whether what he had undertaken was right or wrong. Only one terrible doubt sometimes crossed his mind: "Wasn't it all a dream? Isn't Princess Mary mistaken? Am I not too conceited and self-confident? I believe all this- and suddenly Princess Mary will tell her, and she will be sure to smile and say: 'How strange! He must be deluding himself. Doesn't he know that he is a man, just a man, while I...? I am something altogether different and higher.'",? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡Whether we speak of the migration of the peoples and the incursions of the barbarians, or of the decrees of Napoleon III, or of someone's action an hour ago in choosing one direction out of several for his walk, we are unconscious of any contradiction. The degree of freedom and inevitability governing the actions of these people is clearly defined for us.,!¡¡¡¡Among those whom Julie's guests happened to choose to gossip about were the Rostovs....
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? Leo Tolstoy!...¡¡¡¡This red-haired man was neither a sergeant nor a corporal, but being robust he ordered about those weaker than himself. The soldier they called "Jackdaw," a thin little fellow with a sharp nose, rose obediently and was about to go but at that instant there came into the light of the fire the slender, handsome figure of a young soldier carrying a load of wood....¡¡¡¡Father Hucheloup had, possibly, been born a chemist, but the fact is that he was a cook; people did not confine themselves to drinking alone in his wine-shop, they also ate there.,.¡¡¡¡"Little countess!" the count's voice called from behind the door. "You're not asleep?" Natasha jumped up, snatched up her slippers, and ran barefoot to her own room.,¡¡¡¡After staggering into Smolensk which seemed to them a promised land, the French, searching for food, killed one another, sacked their own stores, and when everything had been plundered fled farther.,? Leo Tolstoy...¡¡¡¡"I deny it."!¡¡¡¡Whatever happens and whoever may stand at the head of affairs, the theory can always say that such and such a person took the lead because the collective will was transferred to him..
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¡¡¡¡"Well, good-by, your excellency, keep well!" said Rostopchin, getting up with characteristic briskness and holding out his hand to the prince.,May I help you?...¡¡¡¡"Yes, yes," said she, "but you have no reason to regret the past, Count. As I understand your present life, I think you will always recall it with satisfaction, because the self-sacrifice that fills it now...",It worked - the Disarming Spell made the spider drop him, but that meant that Harry fell twelve feet onto his already injured leg, which crumpled beneath him. Without pausing to think, he aimed high at the spider's underbelly, as he had done with the skrewt, and shouted ¡°Stupefy!''just as Cedric yelled the same thing. !LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡But in vain; he did not die. He was haggard and angry.,speaks. ,¡¡¡¡Description of Jean Valjean:!
¡¡¡¡"Is she clever?" she asked....¡¡¡¡Four quarters would have amounted to only forty francs, and he could not owe four, because six months had not elapsed since Marius had paid for two.,¡¡¡¡"When I told him that duty and the oath were above everything, he started proving goodness knows what! A pity you were not there- what would you have said?",¡¡¡¡ History examines the manifestations of man's free will in connection with the external world in time and in dependence on cause, that is, it defines this freedom by the laws of reason, and so history is a science only in so far as this free will is defined by those laws.,¡¡¡¡Quest que c'est que cela a?...¡¡¡¡"Oh!,¡¡¡¡And then you disappeared. I thought I saw you pass once, while I was reading the newspapers under the arcade of the Odeon.,¡¡¡¡"Very glad," answered Nicholas. "He is an excellent fellow.... And are you very much in love?"...
¡°I'm not asking you to help!¡± Hermione snapped. ¡°I'll do it on my own!¡± ,¡¡¡¡A dandy who had lost his way and who lounged past the end of the street created a diversion!.¡¡¡¡Evidently Speranski liked to rest after his labors and find amusement in a circle of friends, and his guests, understanding his wish, tried to enliven him and amuse themselves. But their gaiety seemed to Prince Andrew mirthless and tiresome. Speranski's high-pitched voice struck him unpleasantly, and the incessant laughter grated on him like a false note. Prince Andrew did not laugh and feared that he would be a damper on the spirits of the company, but no one took any notice of his being out of harmony with the general mood. They all seemed very gay.;¡¡¡¡He closed his eyes, and, from all sides as if from a distance, sounds fluttered, grew into harmonies, separated, blended, and again all mingled into the same sweet and solemn hymn. "Oh, this is delightful! As much as I like and as I like!" said Petya to himself. He tried to conduct that enormous orchestra.,It was Fred and George. They sat down at the table with Harry, Ron, and Hermione as Ron felt how much damage had been done. ,¡¡¡¡Marius wore no cravat, he had on his working-coat, which was destitute of buttons, his shirt was torn along one of the plaits on the bosom..greatness in a man, to be the care of me higher powers. So Caesar said to me pilot ;