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There is a kind of followers likewise, which are dangerous, being indeed , !¡¡¡¡"We don't riot, we're following the orders," declared Karp, and at that moment several voices began speaking together....136 INT/EXT -- SHAWSHANK PRISON -- VARIOUS LOCATIONS -- DAY (1955) 136...;¡¡¡¡"May I stay a little longer?" he said, letting his stout body sink into an armchair beside her.,¡¡¡¡During the winter Prince Andrew had come to Bald Hills and had been gay, gentle, and more affectionate than Princess Mary had known him for a long time past. She felt that something had happened to him, but he said nothing to her about his love. Before he left he had a long talk with his father about something, and Princess Mary noticed that before his departure they were dissatisfied with one another....ANDY !
,? Victor Hugo,,? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡"It is said that the Emperor was reluctant to give Kutuzov those powers. They say he blushed like a girl to whom Joconde is read, when he said to Kutuzov: 'Your Emperor and the Fatherland award you this honor.'!¡¡¡¡The count moved in his affairs as in a huge net, trying not to believe that he was entangled but becoming more and more so at every step, and feeling too feeble to break the meshes or to set to work carefully and patiently to disentangle them. The countess, with her loving heart, felt that her children were being ruined, that it was not the count's fault for he could not help being what he was- that (though he tried to hide it) he himself suffered from the consciousness of his own and his children's ruin, and she tried to find means of remedying the position. From her feminine point of view she could see only one solution, namely, for Nicholas to marry a rich heiress. She felt this to be their last hope and that if Nicholas refused the match she had found for him, she would have to abandon the hope of ever getting matters right. This match was with Julie Karagina, the daughter of excellent and virtuous parents, a girl the Rostovs had known from childhood, and who had now become a wealthy heiress through the death of the last of her brothers....
¡¡¡¡Kutuzov looked long and intently at these two soldiers. He puckered his face, screwed up his eyes, and pensively swayed his head. At another spot he noticed a Russian soldier laughingly patting a Frenchman on the shoulder, saying something to him in a friendly manner, and Kutuzov with the same expression on his face again swayed his head.,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.,...¡¡¡¡It occupied the plateau of Mont-Saint-Jean, having behind it the village, and in front of it the slope, which was tolerably steep then.,¡¡¡¡How I have run!",¡¡¡¡Every moment the vigorous and agile young ruffian indulged in the twitchings of a wild beast caught in a snare.,¡¡¡¡Were it only by the identity of the law, the evolution of the comet in the firmament to the whirling of the infusoria in the drop of water....¡¡¡¡Oh! how I have hunted for you!...;¡¡¡¡Since Prince Andrew had last seen him Kutuzov had grown still more corpulent, flaccid, and fat. But the bleached eyeball, the scar, and the familiar weariness of his expression were still the same. He was wearing the white Horse Guard's cap and a military overcoat with a whip hanging over his shoulder by a thin strap. He sat heavily and swayed limply on his brisk little horse.,¡¡¡¡Several times the countess, with tears in her eyes, told her son that now both her daughters were settled, her only wish was to see him married. She said she could lie down in her grave peacefully if that were accomplished. Then she told him that she knew of a splendid girl and tried to discover what he thought about marriage.;
¡¡¡¡"But a large number of monasteries and churches is always a sign of the backwardness of a people," said Napoleon, turning to Caulaincourt for appreciation of this remark.,CHAPTER XV ,¡¡¡¡The traveller appeared to be preoccupied and absent-minded. He replied:--.¡¡¡¡Natasha sat down and, without joining in Boris' conversation with the countess, silently and minutely studied her childhood's suitor. He felt the weight of that resolute and affectionate scrutiny and glanced at her occasionally.,¡¡¡¡Marius, on his side, grasped the pistol in his right pocket, drew it out and cocked it..Time's up, Bogs.,¡¡¡¡It was with difficulty that Toussaint had obtained permission to pack up a little linen and clothes and a few toilet articles. Cosette had taken only her portfolio and her blotting-book.,¡¡¡¡"The Duke of Oldenburg bears his misfortunes with admirable strength of character and resignation," remarked Boris, joining in respectfully.,¡¡¡¡He knelt beside Cosette's bed.;
,It's very pretty, Andy. Thank you., .;¡¡¡¡"Teach me what I should do, how to live my life, how I may grow good forever, forever!" she pleaded.;¡¡¡¡Then they began to discuss a melodrama that they had seen on the preceding evening at the Gaite Theatre.,,...¡¡¡¡"That one? Yes, she's a good dog, gets what she's after," answered Ilagin indifferently, of the red-spotted bitch Erza, for which, a year before, he had given a neighbor three families of house serfs. "So in your parts, too, the harvest is nothing to boast of, Count?" he went on, continuing the conversation they had begun. And considering it polite to return the young count's compliment, Ilagin looked at his borzois and picked out Milka who attracted his attention by her breadth. "That black-spotted one of yours is fine- well shaped!" said he....
,¡¡¡¡Once only, on the occasion of one of these departures, she had accompanied him in a hackney-coach as far as a little blind-alley at the corner of which she read:.¡¡¡¡* "When in doubt, my dear fellow, do nothing." ,¡°Yeh know wha, Harry?¡± he said, looking up from the photograph of his father, his eyes very bright, ¡°when I firs¡¯ met you, you reminded me o¡¯ me a bit. Mum an¡¯ Dad gone, an¡¯ you was feelin¡¯ like yeh wouldn¡¯ fit in at Hogwarts, remember? Not sure yeh were really up to it¡an¡¯ now look at yeh, Harry! School champion!¡± ,¡°Enter,¡± said Snape in his usual voice. .¡¡¡¡On the one side reflection shows that the expression of a man's will- his words- are only part of the general activity expressed in an event, as for instance in a war or a revolution, and so without assuming an incomprehensible, supernatural force- a miracle- one cannot admit that words can be the immediate cause of the movements of millions of men. On the other hand, even if we admitted that words could be the cause of events, history shows that the expression of the will of historical personages does not in most cases produce any effect, that is to say, their commands are often not executed, and sometimes the very opposite of what they order occurs.!
!¡¡¡¡The noise which he had heard was the trampling of the horse's hoofs on the pavement.,¡¡¡¡The moment was critical....¡¡¡¡Vera, having decided in her own mind that Pierre ought to be entertained with conversation about the French embassy, at once began accordingly. Berg, having decided that masculine conversation was required, interrupted his wife's remarks and touched on the question of the war with Austria, and unconsciously jumped from the general subject to personal considerations as to the proposals made him to take part in the Austrian campaign and the reasons why he had declined them. Though the conversation was very incoherent and Vera was angry at the intrusion of the masculine element, both husband and wife felt with satisfaction that, even if only one guest was present, their evening had begun very well and was as like as two peas to every other evening party with its talk, tea, and lighted candles.,¡¡¡¡"Ah, we were friends," said Kutuzov cheerfully. "All right, all right, friend, stay here at the staff and tomorrow we'll have a talk."!,.
,¡¡¡¡The angle which it formed with the gable of the large building was filled, at its lower extremity, by a mass of masonry of a triangular shape, probably intended to preserve that too convenient corner from the rubbish of those dirty creatures called the passers-by. This practice of filling up corners of the wall is much in use in Paris.!,.¡¡¡¡Some fifteen men with merry shouts were shaking down the high wattle wall of a shed, the roof of which had already been removed....helped some fellas with that..,¡¡¡¡"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.;
¡¡¡¡Beside Cosette he felt himself beside his own property, his own thing, his own despot and his slave.,,,,;¡¡¡¡Slang is nothing but a dressing-room where the tongue having some bad action to perform, disguises itself....!
¡¡¡¡And he handed him his clasp knife. The officer admired it.,RED,¡¡¡¡"Go to the devil!" cried Thenardier.,you can pick them up, and I'll prepare them for your signature...!,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡What was he to do?;
¡¡¡¡He said a few words to Prince Andrew and Chernyshev about the present war, with the air of a man who knows beforehand that all will go wrong, and who is not displeased that it should be so. The unbrushed tufts of hair sticking up behind and the hastily brushed hair on his temples expressed this most eloquently.,¡°Potter! Weasley! Will you pay attention?¡± ,,Norton grabs the clipboard and thrusts it at Hadley....¡¡¡¡"You can get to know something, you can ask for something. See how I managed from my first promotion." (Berg measured his life not by years but by promotions.) "My comrades are still nobodies, while I am only waiting for a vacancy to command a regiment, and have the happiness to be your husband." (He rose and kissed Vera's hand, and on the way to her straightened out a turned-up corner of the carpet.) "And how have I obtained all this? Chiefly by knowing how to choose my aquaintances. It goes without saying that one must be conscientious and methodical.",¡¡¡¡"Here it is," said the soldier..¡¡¡¡"I wanted to listen at the door, but I knew you would tell me."!¡¡¡¡She stopped, seeing in the forward thrust of her husband's head, in his glowing eyes and his resolute gait, the terrible indications of that rage and strength which she knew and had herself experienced after his duel with Dolokhov..
...¡¡¡¡The day on which she returned to the Luxembourg, Marius was no longer there..¡¡¡¡This officer began visiting Pierre, and the princess used to make fun of the tenderness the Italian expressed for him.,¡¡¡¡Perspiring, his eyes aflame, foaming at the mouth, with uniform unbuttoned, one of his epaulets half cut off by a sword-stroke from a horseguard, his plaque with the great eagle dented by a bullet; bleeding, bemired, magnificent, a broken sword in his hand, he said, "Come and see how a Marshal of France dies on the field of battle!",¡¡¡¡WAITING,¡¡¡¡"Let yourself slide, we'll catch you."!
,!CHAPTER VIII ,goodly room, above stairs, of some forty foot high; and under it, a room for a dressing or preparing place, at times of triumphs. On the other side, which is the household side, I wish it divided at the first into a hall, and a chapel (with a partition ,.!¡¡¡¡"What for?" asked Alpatych.,¡¡¡¡"Did you see? Did you? What was it?" exclaimed Natasha, holding up the looking glass.;
¡¡¡¡"Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror. A horrible horror--one can't afford anything but the poor cuts nowadays."!37 INT -- MESS HALL -- DAY (1947) 37.¡¡¡¡So that it was the house which demolished the coppersmith.,CHAPTER XX ,¡¡¡¡"Rest easy," said Marius.,¡¡¡¡"Whither are you bound, citizen?".SECOND EPILOGUE...
,¡¡¡¡Princess Mary noticed to her surprise that during this illness the old prince not only excluded her from his room, but did not admit Mademoiselle Bourienne either. Tikhon alone attended him.!¡¡¡¡It had rained all night, the earth had been cut up by the downpour, the water had accumulated here and there in the hollows of the plain as if in casks; at some points the gear of the artillery carriages was buried up to the axles, the circingles of the horses were dripping with liquid mud..¡¡¡¡"Come," said the doctor.,¡¡¡¡ As for us, we leave the historians at loggerheads; we are but a distant witness, a passer-by on the plain, a seeker bending over that soil all made of human flesh, taking appearances for realities, perchance; we have no right to oppose, in the name of science, a collection of facts which contain illusions, no doubt; we possess neither military practice nor strategic ability which authorize a system; in our opinion, a chain of accidents dominated the two leaders at Waterloo; and when it becomes a question of destiny, that mysterious culprit, we judge like that ingenious judge, the populace.!¡¡¡¡With the exception of Cosette, that is to say, with the exception of a childhood, Jean Valjean had never, in the whole of his long life, known anything of that which may be loved. The passions and loves which succeed each other had not produced in him those successive green growths, tender green or dark green, which can be seen in foliage which passes through the winter and in men who pass fifty.,¡¡¡¡Things are black, creatures are opaque....
,,,As for the weapons, it hardly falleth under rule and observation: yet we see, even ,to seek merit, man fame: and by attributing a man\'s successes, rather to divine ,,¡¡¡¡The predestined family, which returned to France when Napoleon fell, had the fatal simplicity to believe that it was itself which bestowed, and that what it had bestowed it could take back again; that the House of Bourbon possessed the right divine, that France possessed nothing, and that the political right conceded in the charter of Louis XVIII. was merely a branch of the right divine, was detached by the House of Bourbon and graciously given to the people until such day as it should please the King to reassume it....
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,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean lived neither in the pavilion nor the garden; she took greater pleasure in the paved back courtyard, than in the enclosure filled with flowers, and in his little lodge furnished with straw-seated chairs than in the great drawing-room hung with tapestry, against which stood tufted easy-chairs. Jean Valjean sometimes said to her, smiling at his happiness in being importuned:.¡¡¡¡I die..¡¡¡¡The old woman saw him fumble in his pocket and draw thence a case, scissors, and thread; then he began to rip the lining of one of the skirts of his coat, and from the opening he took a bit of yellowish paper, which he unfolded. The old woman recognized, with terror, the fact that it was a bank-bill for a thousand francs.,if he confer lime, he had need have a present wit; and if he read little, he had need ,,¡¡¡¡His comrades, the prisoner soldiers walking beside him, avoided looking back at the place where the shot had been fired and the dog was howling, just as Pierre did, but there was a set look on all their faces.;
¡¡¡¡"Bossuet!" exclaimed Courfeyrac, "eagle of Meaux!,¡¡¡¡ Matelote:,¡¡¡¡"Voileci allais, Voileci fuyant," the phrenologist who says:,¡¡¡¡But Juvenal and Tacitus, like Isaiah in Biblical times, like Dante in the Middle Ages, is man; riot and insurrection are the multitude, which is sometimes right and sometimes wrong.,¡¡¡¡Amid the sound of the shots, amid the cries of the assaulted guards, the assailants had climbed the entrenchment, on whose summit Municipal Guards, soldiers of the line and National Guards from the suburbs could now be seen, gun in hand, rearing themselves to more than half the height of their bodies.,¡¡¡¡"Karataev!" came to Pierre's mind.!¡¡¡¡Mary Hendrikhovna assented and began looking for the spoon which someone meanwhile had pounced on....,¡¡¡¡After the first monologue the whole company rose and surrounded Mademoiselle George, expressing their enthusiasm..
¡¡¡¡The squadron overtook and passed the infantry and the battery- which had also quickened their pace- rode down a hill, and passing through an empty and deserted village again ascended. The horses began to lather and the men to flush.,,¡¡¡¡"You're not the same at all," he said.!¡¡¡¡"I know a thing or two myself!" said Nastasya Ivanovna..¡¡¡¡From that day forth, they adored each other.,CHAPTER V ,This Free Ebook is Produced ,¡¡¡¡"Orders?" Denisov repeated thoughtfully. "But can you stay till tomowwow?"!
.¡¡¡¡"I can't stand this any more," said Ilyin, noticing that Rostov did not relish Zdrzhinski's conversation. "My stockings and shirt... and the water is running on my seat! I'll go and look for shelter. The rain seems less heavy.",¡¡¡¡He hardly complains, he contents himself with sighing; one of his moans has come down to us:...,¡¡¡¡He replied:--,¡¡¡¡Among the Russian prisoners rescued by Denisov and Dolokhov was Pierre Bezukhov. ,¡¡¡¡"That's a real thing.!Red emerges into fading daylight. Andy's waiting for him.,¡¡¡¡THE LITTLE ONE ALL ALONE.
;!¡¡¡¡"Pardi."!¡¡¡¡Beneath it was something which resembled a letter... ...¡¡¡¡The whole of this itinerary resembled a descent of black steps.,? Victor Hugo...¡¡¡¡The count, laughing, nudged the blushing Sonya and pointed to her former adorer.!
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.¡¡¡¡This is a good place!, ,with whom they range themselves, but upon discontentment conceived against some other: whereupon commonly ensueth that ill intelligence, that we many times see between great personages. Likewise glorious followers, who make themselves as trumpets, of the commendation of those they follow, are full of inconvenience; for they taint business through want of secrecy; and they export honour from a man, and make him a return in envy. ;¡¡¡¡The song died away.!¡¡¡¡He would have been taken for more than sixty years of age, from his perfectly white hair, his wrinkled brow, his livid lips, and his countenance, where everything breathed depression and weariness of life.;
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¡¡¡¡Her words were incoherent, but they attained the purpose at which she was aiming.,¡¡¡¡*History of the year 1812. The character of Kutuzov and reflections on the unsatisfactory results of the battles at Krasnoe, by Bogdanovich. !¡¡¡¡That name sent a shudder over him, as though a flash of lightning had passed in front of his face.,¡¡¡¡Besides a feeling of aloofness from everybody Natasha was feeling a special estrangement from the members of her own family. All of them- her father, mother, and Sonya- were so near to her, so familiar, so commonplace, that all their words and feelings seemed an insult to the world in which she had been living of late, and she felt not merely indifferent to them but regarded them with hostility. She heard Dunyasha's words about Peter Ilynich and a misfortune, but did not grasp them.,¡¡¡¡(3) However accessible may be the chain of causation of any action, we shall never know the whole chain since it is endless, and so again we never reach absolute inevitability.,,¡¡¡¡The government one day received a warning that arms and two hundred thousand cartridges had just been distributed in the faubourg. On the following week thirty thousand cartridges were distributed. The remarkable point about it was, that the police were not able to seize a single one.!
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¡¡¡¡"But nowhere in Europe is there anything like that," said Napoleon.!¡¡¡¡"Whatever trouble may come," Prince Andrew continued, "I beg you, Mademoiselle Sophie, whatever may happen, to turn to him alone for advice and help! He is a most absent-minded and absurd fellow, but he has a heart of gold."!.¡¡¡¡Of all the things that God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, alas! and the most darkness.;¡¡¡¡He was called 9,430.,¡¡¡¡"Of course! It's marvelous. So bold, so easy!",CHAPTER XI ,¡¡¡¡The blood rushed to Petya's face and he grasped his pistol.,...
"Et ces deux pauvres petits loups,,I have to change reels..¡¡¡¡ Every one knows the rest,--the irruption of a third army; the battle broken to pieces; eighty-six months of fire thundering simultaneously; Pirch the first coming up with Bulow; Zieten's cavalry led by Blucher in person, the French driven back; Marcognet swept from the plateau of Ohain; Durutte dislodged from Papelotte; Donzelot and Quiot retreating; Lobau caught on the flank; a fresh battle precipitating itself on our dismantled regiments at nightfall; the whole English line resuming the offensive and thrust forward; the gigantic breach made in the French army; the English grape-shot and the Prussian grape-shot aiding each other; the extermination; disaster in front; disaster on the flank; the Guard entering the line in the midst of this terrible crumbling of all things.,BOOK SIX: 1808 - 10...¡¡¡¡One day, he happened to say, as he gazed upon it:--,¡¡¡¡"There."!LastIndexNext.
,,¡¡¡¡The gamin approached this pensive personage, and began to step around him on tiptoe, as one walks in the vicinity of a person whom one is afraid of waking. At the same time, over his childish countenance which was, at once so impudent and so serious, so giddy and so profound, so gay and so heart-breaking, passed all those grimaces of an old man which signify: Ah bah! impossible!,¡¡¡¡"Do you know what, Monsieur Marius?...¡¡¡¡His face again resumed its former stiff and cold expression. But the princess had caught a glimpse of the man she had known and loved, and it was to him that she now spoke.,¡¡¡¡"I hear," Dron answered without lifting his eyes.,¡¡¡¡They belonged to that class of men who, when diminished in number, increase in courage.,¡¡¡¡M. Leblanc took the pen.;¡¡¡¡"That one? Yes, she's a good dog, gets what she's after," answered Ilagin indifferently, of the red-spotted bitch Erza, for which, a year before, he had given a neighbor three families of house serfs. "So in your parts, too, the harvest is nothing to boast of, Count?" he went on, continuing the conversation they had begun. And considering it polite to return the young count's compliment, Ilagin looked at his borzois and picked out Milka who attracted his attention by her breadth. "That black-spotted one of yours is fine- well shaped!" said he.;