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¡¡¡¡So long as Cosette had been small, Jean Valjean had been willing to talk to her of her mother; when she became a young girl, it was impossible for him to do so.,¡¡¡¡They loaded the guns and carbines, all together, without haste, with solemn gravity....Sure. What do you want?...,¡¡¡¡He did not enter the inn.,¡¡¡¡That was at the time when there were at the Tuileries great sheep that drew the little carriage of the King of Rome. Do you remember the King of Rome?",¡¡¡¡"Whether Dolokhov comes or not, we must seize it, eh?" said Denisov with a merry sparkle in his eyes.!,40 Of Fortune ;
¡¡¡¡And he sat erect in his chair, his arms outstretched and trembling, haggard, livid, gloomy, an immense joy in his eyes.,¡¡¡¡When Morel had drunk some vodka and finished his bowl of porridge he suddenly became unnaturally merry and chattered incessantly to the soldiers, who could not understand him. Ramballe refused food and resting his head on his elbow lay silent beside the campfire, looking at the Russian soldiers with red and vacant eyes. Occasionally he emitted a long-drawn groan and then again became silent. Morel, pointing to his shoulders, tried to impress on the soldiers the fact that Ramballe was an officer and ought to be warmed. A Russian officer who had come up to the fire sent to ask his colonel whether he would not take a French officer into his hut to warm him, and when the messenger returned and said that the colonel wished the officer to be brought to him, Ramballe was told to go. He rose and tried to walk, but staggered and would have fallen had not a soldier standing by held him up.,¡¡¡¡Lobau rallied three hundred men. The entrance to the village was barricaded, but at the first volley of Prussian canister, all took to flight again, and Lobau was taken. That volley of grape-shot can be seen to-day imprinted on the ancient gable of a brick building on the right of the road at a few minutes' distance before you enter Genappe.,SMASH! Red turns back. Tommy's Coke has slipped from his hand,¡¡¡¡"It's as the old men have decided- there's too many of you giving orders.",¡¡¡¡Natasha sat erect, gazing with a searching look now at her father and now at Pierre.,FADE TO BLACK!¡¡¡¡"My mealyback," the cobbler who says: "My cub," talks slang.,¡¡¡¡She glanced on the ground.!
...¡¡¡¡And he tore the charge from the nail.....,¡¡¡¡He retreated, growling between his teeth:--,¡¡¡¡"Yes, I know him...";TIGHT ANGLE.
LastIndexNext!¡¡¡¡Are you set on the death of that spy?",¡¡¡¡In order to provide more arms, one man took the gun, the other the bayonet.,¡¡¡¡When they came in to tea, having taken off their outdoor things and tidied themselves up after their journey, Marya Dmitrievna kissed them all in due order..;Many have made witty invectives against usury. They say, that it is pity, the devil ,The left sock was bright red and had a pattern of broomsticks upon it; the right sock was green with a pattern of Snitches. .
¡¡¡¡In the same way we can never imagine the action of a man quite devoid of freedom and entirely subject to the law of inevitability.;,¡¡¡¡The transports, ammunition-wagons, the baggage-wagons, the wagons filled with wounded, on perceiving that the French were gaining ground and approaching the forest, rushed headlong thither.;¡¡¡¡He put the letter under the candlestick and closed his eyes. And there rose before him the Danube at bright noonday: reeds, the Russian camp, and himself a young general without a wrinkle on his ruddy face, vigorous and alert, entering Potemkin's gaily colored tent, and a burning sense of jealousy of "the favorite" agitated him now as strongly as it had done then. He recalled all the words spoken at that first meeting with Potemkin. And he saw before him a plump, rather sallow-faced, short, stout woman, the Empress Mother, with her smile and her words at her first gracious reception of him, and then that same face on the catafalque, and the encounter he had with Zubov over her coffin about his right to kiss her hand.,like the Captain said. I'm gonna go pinch a loaf. When I get back, this,¡¡¡¡Napoleon was one of those geniuses from whom thunder darts....¡¡¡¡She was gazing in the direction in which he had gone- to the other side of life. And that other side of life, of which she had never before thought and which had formerly seemed to her so far away and improbable, was now nearer and more akin and more comprehensible than this side of life, where everything was either emptiness and desolation or suffering and indignity.,.Wiley grins. Hadley glares at him. The grin vanishes....ANDY ;
¡¡¡¡Cosette had had no mother...,,¡¡¡¡What man is there who has not entered, at least once in his life, into that obscure cavern of the unknown?...¡¡¡¡And to all Denisov's persuasions, Petya replied that he too was accustomed to do everything accurately and not just anyhow, and that he never considered personal danger.... ;
,,¡¡¡¡The driver's eyes sparkled at the sight of the wine. After refusing it for manners' sake, he drank it and wiped his mouth with a red silk handkerchief he took out of his cap.;BROOKS,.BOOK TEN: 1812,,¡¡¡¡So long as Cosette had been small, Jean Valjean had been willing to talk to her of her mother; when she became a young girl, it was impossible for him to do so..¡¡¡¡"Do you know, I really believe she is un petit peu amoureuse du jeune homme."* !
¡¡¡¡MARIUS' TWO CHAIRS FORM A VIS-A-VIS;...,. ...¡¡¡¡While imprisoned in the shed Pierre had learned not with his intellect but with his whole being, by life itself, that man is created for happiness, that happiness is within him, in the satisfaction of simple human needs, and that all unhappiness arises not from privation but from superfluity. And now during these last three weeks of the march he had learned still another new, consolatory truth- that nothing in this world is terrible. He had learned that as there is no condition in which man can be happy and entirely free, so there is no condition in which he need be unhappy and lack freedom. He learned that suffering and freedom have their limits and that those limits are very near together; that the person in a bed of roses with one crumpled petal suffered as keenly as he now, sleeping on the bare damp earth with one side growing chilled while the other was warming; and that when he had put on tight dancing shoes he had suffered just as he did now when he walked with bare feet that were covered with sores- his footgear having long since fallen to pieces. He discovered that when he had married his wife- of his own free will as it had seemed to him- he had been no more free than now when they locked him up at night in a stable. Of all that he himself subsequently termed his sufferings, but which at the time he scarcely felt, the worst was the state of his bare, raw, and scab-covered feet. (The horseflesh was appetizing and nourishing, the saltpeter flavor of the gunpowder they used instead of salt was even pleasant; there was no great cold, it was always warm walking in the daytime, and at night there were the campfires; the lice that devoured him warmed his body.) The one thing that was at first hard to bear was his feet.,drowns things weighty and solid: but if persons of quality and judgement concur, then it is, (as the scripture saith) nomen bonwn mstar unguentifragrontis. It fillelh all !
¡¡¡¡ "All over?" he repeated. "If I were not myself, but the handsomest, cleverest, and best man in the world, and were free, I would this moment ask on my knees for your hand and your love!",¡¡¡¡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....¡¡¡¡Old Rostov could not tell his wife of what had passed without tears, and at once consented to Petya's request and went himself to enter his name.,;Stupid little feathery git!¡± Ron hissed, hurrying up the stairs and snatching up Pigwidgeon. ¡°You bring letters to the addressee! You don't hang around showing off!¡± !¡¡¡¡At that particular hour when Cosette unconsciously darted that glance which troubled Marius, Marius had no suspicion that he had also launched a look which disturbed Cosette.,CHAPTER XII !
;¡¡¡¡He made the tour of the garden, the garden was deserted. Then he returned to the house, and, rendered senseless by love, intoxicated, terrified, exasperated with grief and uneasiness, like a master who returns home at an evil hour, he tapped on the shutters..¡¡¡¡She would begin to say something to her in a low tone from the other end of the room.,,¡¡¡¡Rostov, with his keen sportsman's eye, was one of the first to catch sight of these blue French dragoons pursuing our Uhlans. Nearer and nearer in disorderly crowds came the Uhlans and the French dragoons pursuing them. He could already see how these men, who looked so small at the foot of the hill, jostled and overtook one another, waving their arms and their sabers in the air.,¡¡¡¡To-day, there are brand-new, wide streets, arenas, circuses, hippodromes, railway stations, and a prison, Mazas, there; progress, as the reader sees, with its antidote.. ,!
LastIndexNext...¡¡¡¡Add to this, all ages, all sorts of faces, small, pale young men, and bronzed longshoremen.,It's funny. On the outside, I was an honest man. Straight as an arrow. I had to come to prison to be a crook....¡¡¡¡"No, Papa. Forgive me if I have caused you unpleasantness. I understand it all less than you do.".;¡¡¡¡"How d'you do, friend? Well, here he is!";¡¡¡¡Pierre's insanity consisted in not waiting, as he used to do, to discover personal attributes which he termed "good qualities" in people before loving them; his heart was now overflowing with love, and by loving people without cause he discovered indubitable causes for loving them. .
.¡¡¡¡It observed with its hand on its sword..¡¡¡¡One morning Colonel Berg, whom Pierre knew as he knew everybody in Moscow and Petersburg, came to see him. Berg arrived in an immaculate brand-new uniform, with his hair pomaded and brushed forward over his temples as the Emperor Alexander wore his hair..The cat sh--shh--shimmied up the tree and crept st--stel--stealthily,¡¡¡¡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., ;BOOK TWELFTH.--CORINTHE,He regards the harmonica like a man confronted with a Martian artifact. He considers trying it out -- even holds it briefly to his lips, almost embarrassed -- but puts it back in its box untested. And there the harmonica will stay....
,¡¡¡¡Such is the fate not of great men (grands hommes) whom the Russian mind does not acknowledge, but of those rare and always solitary individuals who, discerning the will of Providence, submit their personal will to it. The hatred and contempt of the crowd punish such men for discerning the higher laws.,¡¡¡¡They confided to each other in an ideal intimacy, which nothing could augment, their most secret and most mysterious thoughts.;¡¡¡¡Davout glanced at him silently and plainly derived pleasure from the signs of agitation and confusion which appeared on Balashev's face.,¡¡¡¡In the darkness, the Imperial Guard felt the army losing ground around it, and in the vast shock of the rout it heard the desperate flight which had taken the place of the "Vive l'Empereur!" and, with flight behind it, it continued to advance, more crushed, losing more men at every step that it took. There were none who hesitated, no timid men in its ranks. The soldier in that troop was as much of a hero as the general. Not a man was missing in that suicide.,Need More Free Ebooks, Pls Go To;
,¡¡¡¡"As soon as my wife returns and says to me:!,¡¡¡¡* "When in doubt, my dear fellow, do nothing." ,¡¡¡¡I will take prisoners the six thousand English who have just arrived at Ostend." He conversed expansively; he regained the animation which he had shown at his landing on the first of March, when he pointed out to the Grand-Marshal the enthusiastic peasant of the Gulf Juan, and cried, "Well, Bertrand, here is a reinforcement already!" On the night of the 17th to the 18th of June he rallied Wellington. "That little Englishman needs a lesson," said Napoleon.,CHAPTER XXIII ,LastIndexNext;
,nwdoqwseautatwkgUime.,¡¡¡¡I am an old and weary diplomat....¡¡¡¡"'Told them,' I dare say!" said Alpatych. "Are they drinking?" he asked abruptly.,LastIndexNext.gets chewed to pieces by the gunfire. He smacks the ground in a twitching, thrashing heap. Eyes wide and staring. Dead. Surprise still stamped on his face. Silence now. Norton turns, strolls into darkness..¡¡¡¡The rumor spread through the troop that he was a former member of the Convention,-- an old regicide....¡¡¡¡"All revolt closes the shops, depresses the funds, throws the Exchange into consternation, suspends commerce, clogs business, precipitates failures; no more money, private fortunes rendered uneasy, public credit shaken, industry disconcerted, capital withdrawing, work at a discount, fear everywhere; counter-shocks in every town. Hence gulfs.;
¡¡¡¡And the malady was growing worse; a nurse was required.;,,,¡¡¡¡At their yesterday's halting place, feeling chilly by a dying campfire, Pierre had got up and gone to the next one, which was burning better. There Platon Karataev was sitting covered up- head and all- with his greatcoat as if it were a vestment, telling the soldiers in his effective and pleasant though now feeble voice a story Pierre knew. It was already past midnight, the hour when Karataev was usually free of his fever and particularly lively. When Pierre reached the fire and heard Platon's voice enfeebled by illness, and saw his pathetic face brightly lit up by the blaze, he felt a painful prick at his heart. His feeling of pity for this man frightened him and he wished to go away, but there was no other fire, and Pierre sat down, trying not to look at Platon.,.? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡Le Cabuc runs to the door, which had a very massive knocker, and knocks. The door opens not.,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean returned home utterly overwhelmed.,¡¡¡¡He took her hand.!
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He approaches the ceramic sewer pipe and kneels before it. Pulls out the rock-hammer and says a quick silent prayer. Raises the rock-hammer high and swings it down with all his might. Once, twice -- third time lucky. An enormous eruption of sewage cascades into the air as if rocket-propelled, the Mount St. Helens of shit. Andy is instantly coated black. He turns away and heaves his guts out. The shit keeps coming.!¡¡¡¡"Well," began the old maid, "a young lady once went out, took a cock, laid the table for two, all properly, and sat down. After sitting a while, she suddenly hears someone coming... a sleigh drives up with harness bells; she hears him coming! He comes in, just in the shape of a man, like an officer- comes in and sits down to table with her.",,; ,¡¡¡¡All was over, Cosette had fallen back into deep, seraphic love. The abyss of Eden had yawned once more.,¡¡¡¡"Now, Pierre nurses them splendidly," said Natasha. "He says his hand is just made for a baby's seat. Just look!",¡¡¡¡Of course, no one ever met Marius in the daytime.,.¡¡¡¡The artillery had to wait until it became a little firmer before they could manoeuvre..
,ANDY!,¡¡¡¡The countess, with a cheerful expression on her face, looked down at her nails and spat a little for luck as she returned to the drawing room., ,¡¡¡¡The symptoms of a new life are evident. In this old provincial quarter, in the wildest nooks, the pavement shows itself, the sidewalks begin to crawl and to grow longer, even where there are as yet no pedestrians..
¡¡¡¡Dolokhov put away the money, called a footman whom he ordered to bring something for them to eat and drink before the journey, and went into the room where Khvostikov and Makarin were sitting.,!, ...,¡¡¡¡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..¡¡¡¡The better we are acquainted with the physiological, psychological, and historical laws deduced by observation and by which man is controlled, and the more correctly we perceive the physiological, psychological, and historical causes of the action, and the simpler the action we are observing and the less complex the character and mind of the man in question, the more subject to inevitability and the less free do our actions and those of others appear.,¡¡¡¡The Bourbons carried away with them respect, but not regret. As we have just stated, their misfortune was greater than they were. They faded out in the horizon.;
¡¡¡¡He disliked having anything to do with the domestic serfs- the "drones" as he called them- and everyone said he spoiled them by his laxity. When a decision had to be taken regarding a domestic serf, especially if one had to be punished, he always felt undecided and consulted everybody in the house; but when it was possible to have a domestic serf conscripted instead of a land worker he did so without the least hesitation. He never felt any hesitation in dealing with the peasants. He knew that his every decision would be approved by them all with very few exceptions..FIRST EPILOGUE: 1813 - 20,¡¡¡¡"`Wash this linen.'--`Where?'--`In the stream.,¡¡¡¡Natasha remained silent, from shyness Marya Dmitrievna supposed, but really because she disliked anyone interfering in what touched her love of Prince Andrew, which seemed to her so apart from all human affairs that no one could understand it. She loved and knew Prince Andrew, he loved her only, and was to come one of these days and take her. She wanted nothing more.,,¡¡¡¡"Let us plunder!",;¡¡¡¡Monsieur mon frere,,;
,¡¡¡¡"Karay, ulyulyu!..." he shouted, looking round for the old borzoi who was now his only hope. Karay, with all the strength age had left him, stretched himself to the utmost and, watching the wolf, galloped heavily aside to intercept it. But the quickness of the wolf's lope and the borzoi's slower pace made it plain that Karay had miscalculated. Nicholas could already see not far in front of him the wood where the wolf would certainly escape should she reach it. But, coming toward him, he saw hounds and a huntsman galloping almost straight at the wolf. There was still hope. A long, yellowish young borzoi, one Nicholas did not know, from another leash, rushed impetuously at the wolf from in front and almost knocked her over. But the wolf jumped up more quickly than anyone could have expected and, gnashing her teeth, flew at the yellowish borzoi, which, with a piercing yelp, fell with its head on the ground, bleeding from a gash in its side.,;¡¡¡¡In the corner of the room stood an old iron bedstead, which was in a decidedly decrepit state, and which served the sisters as a camp-bed when they were watching with the sick.,,,¡¡¡¡At Smolensk the armies at last reunited, much as Bagration disliked it..
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¡¡¡¡"Well, let her sleep," said Marya Dmitrievna as she went of the room supposing Natasha to be asleep.;¡¡¡¡The little Thenardiers became little Magnons. Magnon quitted the Quai des Celestins and went to live in the Rue Clocheperce.,¡¡¡¡"Now, look out, master!" he cried..¡¡¡¡Next day the following letter was sent to Napoleon: , ,Black stopped dead. It would have been impossible to say which face showed more hatred. ,¡¡¡¡You can make that agree., ;
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,¡¡¡¡The cause of the destruction of the French army in 1812 is clear to us now. No one will deny that that cause was, on the one hand, its advance into the heart of Russia late in the season without any preparation for a winter campaign and, on the other, the character given to the war by the burning of Russian towns and the hatred of the foe this aroused among the Russian people. But no one at the time foresaw (what now seems so evident) that this was the only way an army of eight hundred thousand men- the best in the world and led by the best general- could be destroyed in conflict with a raw army of half its numerical strength, and led by inexperienced commanders as the Russian army was. Not only did no one see this, but on the Russian side every effort was made to hinder the only thing that could save Russia, while on the French side, despite Napoleon's experience and so-called military genius, every effort was directed to pushing on to Moscow at the end of the summer, that is, to doing the very thing that was bound to lead to destruction.;¡¡¡¡The houses which bordered the lane on the right concealed the rest of the wine-shop, the large barricade, and the flag from him..¡¡¡¡The best of us are not exempt from egotistical thoughts..,RORY,¡¡¡¡Since 1823, when the tavern of Montfermeil was on the way to shipwreck and was being gradually engulfed, not in the abyss of a bankruptcy, but in the cesspool of petty debts, the Thenardier pair had had two other children; both males.!!
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¡¡¡¡"And where is your brother-in-law now, if I may ask?" he said.,!¡¡¡¡It was a warm, gray morning. Princess Mary stopped at the porch, still horrified by her spiritual baseness and trying to arrange her thoughts before going to her father. The doctor came downstairs and went out to her.!¡¡¡¡They were livid with the chill of morning. They all wore linen trousers, and their bare feet were thrust into wooden shoes.,¡¡¡¡"It is two sous," said the old soldier in charge of the bridge. "You are carrying a child who can walk.,¡¡¡¡Suddenly the sound of a firing of cannon was heard from the embankment, to celebrate the signing of peace with the Turks, and the crowd rushed impetuously toward the embankment to watch the firing. Petya too would have run there, but the clerk who had taken the young gentleman under his protection stopped him. The firing was still proceeding when officers, generals, and gentlemen-in-waiting came running out of the cathedral, and after them others in a more leisurely manner: caps were again raised, and those who had run to look at the cannon ran back again. At last four men in uniforms and sashes emerged from the cathedral doors. "Hurrah! hurrah!" shouted the crowd again.!
lock them up does rejoice...but still, the place you live is that much more drab and empty that they're gone.!¡¡¡¡The day is born in tears....,¡¡¡¡ Several squares of the Guard, motionless amid this stream of the defeat, as rocks in running water, held their own until night. Night came, death also; they awaited that double shadow, and, invincible, allowed themselves to be enveloped therein. Each regiment, isolated from the rest, and having no bond with the army, now shattered in every part, died alone.,¡¡¡¡"Why could that not be as well?" she sometimes asked herself in complete bewilderment. "Only so could I be completely happy; but now I have to choose, and I can't be happy without either of them. Only," she thought, "to tell Prince Andrew what has happened or to hide it from him are both equally impossible. But with that one nothing is spoiled. But am I really to abandon forever the joy of Prince Andrew's love, in which I have lived so long?",,,PUSH SLOWLY to the wall to reveal Mrs. Norton's framed sampler...
Solomon saith; There is no new thing upon the earth. So that as Plato had an imagination, that all knowledge was but remembrance: so Solomon giveth his sentence, that all novelty is but oblivion. ,¡¡¡¡Shall we continue to raise our eyes to heaven? is the luminous point which we distinguish there one of those which vanish? The ideal is frightful to behold, thus lost in the depths, small, isolated, imperceptible, brilliant, but surrounded by those great, black menaces, monstrously heaped around it; yet no more in danger than a star in the maw of the clouds. ;CY A ETE ECRASE,¡¡¡¡The Emperor entered the Cathedral of the Assumption. The crowd spread out again more evenly, and the clerk led Petya- pale and breathless- to the Tsar-cannon. Several people were sorry for Petya, and suddenly a crowd turned toward him and pressed round him. Those who stood nearest him attended to him, unbuttoned his coat, seated him on the raised platform of the cannon, and reproached those others (whoever they might be) who had crushed him....¡¡¡¡It is chiefly at the moment when there is the greatest need for attaching them to the painful realities of life, that the threads of thought snap within the brain.;,¡¡¡¡Just so it now seems as if we have only to admit the law of inevitability, to destroy the conception of the soul, of good and evil, and all the institutions of state and church that have been built up on those conceptions.!