... 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.,Certainly, custom is most perfect, when it beginneth in young years: this , They disarmed isolated sentinels and National Guardsmen in the streets on their way to the Townhall., After a pause, Gavroche added:--, The diverse forms assumed by thought in the realm of slang, even song, even raillery, even menace, all partook of this powerless and dejected character. All the songs, the melodies of some of which have been collected, were humble and lamentable to the point of evoking tears. The pegre is always the poor pegre, and he is always the hare in hiding, the fugitive mouse, the flying bird.... "But," observed Bossuet, "I don't see any wench nor any flowery bonnet in the street..
, "I should not have believed anyone who told me that I was capable of such love," said Prince Andrew. "It is not at all the same feeling that I knew in the past. The whole world is now for me divided into two halves: one half is she, and there all is joy, hope, light: the other half is everything where she is not, and there is all gloom and darkness....",,, He pushed open the door, entered, folded his arms, letting the door fall to and strike his shoulders, and gazed at that room filled with tables, men, and smoke..! A candle was burning in a candlestick covered with verdigris, but that was not what really lighted the chamber. The hovel was completely illuminated, as it were, by the reflection from a rather large sheet-iron brazier standing in the fireplace, and filled with burning charcoal, the brazier prepared by the Jondrette woman that morning....
Belova admired the presents and was delighted with her dress material., Another voice, that of a nobleman of medium height and about forty years of age, whom Pierre had formerly met at the gypsies' and knew as a bad cardplayer, and who, also transformed by his uniform, came up to Pierre, interrupted Adraksin.... It is in three parts; one might almost say, in three acts. The first part is a garden, the second is an orchard, the third is a wood.,; "Have you any letters of hers? Any letters?" he said, moving toward Anatole.;... "Oh, vile and heartless brood!" he exclaimed, and left the room.;
"And why do you stand there gaping?",, All that the bourgeois have to do is to bear themselves well, I'll sneeze them out subversive couplets., Then he turned towards the bed, and, still seated, for he could not stand, he gazed at the little black gown and all those beloved objects.., They eat everything.",.