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¡¡¡¡At that moment there was about him that divine something which causes multitudes to stand aside and make way for a man.!¡¡¡¡"No, Papa. Forgive me if I have caused you unpleasantness. I understand it all less than you do."...¡¡¡¡As if measuring themselves and preparing for the coming movement, the western forces push toward the east several times in 1805, 1806, 1807, and 1809, gaining strength and growing. In 1811 the group of people that had formed in France unites into one group with the peoples of Central Europe. The strength of the justification of the man who stands at the head of the movement grows with the increased size of the group. During the ten-year preparatory period this man had formed relations with all the crowned heads of Europe. The discredited rulers of the world can oppose no reasonable ideal to the insensate Napoleonic ideal of glory and grandeur. One after another they hasten to display their insignificance before him. The King of Prussia sends his wife to seek the great man's mercy; the Emperor of Austria considers it a favor that this man receives a daughter the Caesars into his bed; the Pope, the guardian of all that the nations hold sacred, utilizes religion for the aggrandizement of the great man. It is not Napoleon who prepares himself for the accomplishment of his role, so much as all those round him who prepare him to take on himself the whole responsibility for what is happening and has to happen. There is no step, no crime or petty fraud he commits, which in the mouths of those around him is not at once represented as a great deed. The most suitable fete the Germans can devise for him is a celebration of Jena and Auerstadt. Not only is he great, but so are his ancestors, his brothers, his stepsons, and his brothers-in-law. Everything is done to deprive him of the remains of his reason and to prepare him for his terrible part. And when he is ready so too are the forces.;¡¡¡¡The winner of the battle of Waterloo was not Napoleon, who was put to flight; nor Wellington, giving way at four o'clock, in despair at five; nor Blucher, who took no part in the engagement. The winner of Waterloo was Cambronne.,¡¡¡¡"That's Rostova, the one who..."!¡¡¡¡Nicholas overtook the first sleigh. They were driving downhill and coming out upon a broad trodden track across a meadow, near a river.,,¡¡¡¡Suddenly he seemed to remember; a scarcely perceptible smile flashed across his puffy face, and bowing low and respectfully he took the object that lay on the salver. It was the Order of St. George of the First Class..
,,!¡¡¡¡Outside of political parties properly so called, another movement became manifest..¡¡¡¡"No," replied Bigrenaille, "he's drunk."!¡¡¡¡COSETTE..¡¡¡¡"She'll be ours!" said Lavrushka to Ilyin, winking.;
¡¡¡¡"Quick, cartridges, para bellum.",¡¡¡¡In spite of diminishing the length of her stops, and of walking as long as possible between them, she reflected with anguish that it would take her more than an hour to return to Montfermeil in this manner, and that the Thenardier would beat her. This anguish was mingled with her terror at being alone in the woods at night; she was worn out with fatigue, and had not yet emerged from the forest.,;? Victor Hugo...¡®And then you saw Rookwood, who worked in the Department of Mysteries before his arrest, telling Voldemort what we had known all along¡ªthat the prophecies held in the Ministry of Magic are heavily protected. Only the people to whom they refer can lift them from the shelves without suffering madness: in this case, either Voldemort himself would have to enter the Ministry of Magic, and risk revealing himself at last¡ªor else you would have to take it for him. It became a matter of even greater urgency that you should master Occlumency.¡¯,¡¡¡¡Mitenka's wife and sisters-in-law thrust their heads and frightened faces out of the door of a room where a bright samovar was boiling and where the steward's high bedstead stood with its patchwork quilt.,...¡¡¡¡At daybreak, just as he was falling into a doze through fatigue, he was awakened by the creaking of a door which opened on some attic at the end of the corridor, then he heard the same masculine footstep which had ascended the stairs on the preceding evening. The step was approaching..
¡¡¡¡Often, listening to the pilgrims' tales, she was so stimulated by their simple speech, mechanical to them but to her so full of deep meaning, that several times she was on the point of abandoning everything and running away from home. In imagination she already pictured herself by Theodosia's side, dressed in coarse rags, walking with a staff, a wallet on her back, along the dusty road, directing her wanderings from one saint's shrine to another, free from envy, earthly love, or desire, and reaching at last the place where there is no more sorrow or sighing, but eternal joy and bliss.,¡¡¡¡The civilizations of India, of Chaldea, of Persia, of Syria, of Egypt, have disappeared one after the other..¡¡¡¡"One might easily get killed that way! What do they mean by it? Killing people! Poor dear, he's as white as a sheet!"- various voices were heard saying.,,¡°Winky must not talk like that to Harry Potter!¡± said Dobby angrily. ¡°Harry Potter is brave and noble and Harry Potter is not nosy!¡± ,He found it hard to concentrate on Snape's Potions test, and consequently forgot to add the key ingredient - a bezoar - meaning that he received bottom marks. He didn't care, though; he was too busy screwing up his courage for what he was about to do. When the bell rang, he grabbed his bag, and hurried to the dungeon door. ,.
¡¡¡¡Ever since that leave of absence had expired, more than a fortnight before, Natasha had been in a constant state of alarm, depression, and irritability..LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡He advanced a pace, closed the door mechanically behind him, and remained standing, contemplating what he saw.,¡¡¡¡That machine is laziness. Stop while there is yet time, and save yourself!,¡¡¡¡Courfeyrac had recognized Father Mabeuf.;some places, but permissive: the answer is; mat it is better to mitigate usury by ...¡¡¡¡Bonaparte victor at Waterloo; that does not come within the law of the nineteenth century.,¡¡¡¡Enjolras was thoughtful.,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean, a thoughtful man, and given to nocturnal strolls, often returned quite late at night....
...¡¡¡¡"Hurrah! Rostov, come quick! I've found it! About two hundred yards away there's a tavern where ours have already gathered. We can at least get dry there, and Mary Hendrikhovna's there."! ,¡¡¡¡It occurred to him to glance over the wall which he was skirting.,¡¡¡¡That day Countess Helene had a reception at her house. The French ambassador was there, and a foreign prince of the blood who had of late become a frequent visitor of hers, and many brilliant ladies and gentlemen. Pierre, who had come downstairs, walked through the rooms and struck everyone by his preoccupied, absent-minded, and morose air.,¡¡¡¡Well!,¡¡¡¡One would have thought that under the almost incredibly wretched conditions the Russian soldiers were in at that time- lacking warm boots and sheepskin coats, without a roof over their heads, in the snow with eighteen degrees of frost, and without even full rations (the commissariat did not always keep up with the troops)- they would have presented a very sad and depressing spectacle.,¡¡¡¡He declared that he had "a system.",¡¡¡¡"Yes, that's it! That's just what I said to him," put in Nicholas, who fancied he really had said it. "But they insisted on their own view: love of one's neighbor and Christianity- and all this in the presence of young Nicholas, who had gone into my study and broke all my things."!
,¡¡¡¡He remained on his bench and did not approach. This vexed Cosette.,¡¡¡¡Sonya kept house, attended on her aunt, read to her, put up with her whims and secret ill-will, and helped Nicholas to conceal their poverty from the old countess. Nicholas felt himself irredeemably indebted to Sonya for all she was doing for his mother and greatly admired her patience and devotion, but tried to keep aloof from her.,¡¡¡¡After all that Napoleon had said to him- those bursts of anger and the last dryly spoken words: "I will detain you no longer, General; you shall receive my letter," Balashev felt convinced that Napoleon would not wish to see him, and would even avoid another meeting with him- an insulted envoy- especially as he had witnessed his unseemly anger. But, to his surprise, Balashev received, through Duroc, an invitation to dine with the Emperor that day.!¡¡¡¡The two little girls paused in stupefaction; Cosette had dared to take their doll!,¡¡¡¡"You know, I adore little girls, they lose their heads at once," pursued Anatole.,¡¡¡¡AN ENTRANCE BY FAVOR!
BOOK THIRD.--THE HOUSE IN THE RUE PLUMET;¡¡¡¡Prince Andrew, without replying, put him down from his knee and went out of the room.,¡¡¡¡Boris, who had come to Moscow on leave a few days before, had been anxious to be presented to Prince Nicholas Bolkonski, and had contrived to ingratiate himself so well that the old prince in his case made an exception to the rule of not receiving bachelors in his house.,Goddamn right. They send you here for life, and that's just what they,¡¡¡¡They ascended to the first floor.,¡¡¡¡Moreover, he had not the least passion for this lovely woman whose force he felt against his breast. He was beside himself with love.!!
¡¡¡¡She murmured:--...,;¡¡¡¡"Well, you should get some sleep now," said the Cossack., ,¡¡¡¡And yet it is difficult to imagine an historical character whose activity was so unswervingly directed to a single aim; and it would be difficult to imagine any aim more worthy or more consonant with the will of the whole people. Still more difficult would it be to find an instance in history of the aim of an historical personage being so completely accomplished as that to which all Kutuzov's efforts were directed in 1812.,¡¡¡¡"Then the first one whom I had seen and questioned on entering the town said to me:--;¡¡¡¡And turning to Bigrenaille:--,¡¡¡¡ Pratiquez la vertu, ,A big rubber stamp SLAMS down -- and lifts away to reveal the.
,¡¡¡¡But I have told you, and I will not take it back, that I am so wretched that I will part with it.",? Victor Hugo...LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡He stepped to the window.,;
IndexNext,¡¡¡¡Wellington is nothing but a hero like many another....,¡¡¡¡What produced this extraordinary occurrence? What were its causes? The historians tell us with naive assurance that its causes were the wrongs inflicted on the Duke of Oldenburg, the nonobservance of the Continental System, the ambition of Napoleon, the firmness of Alexander, the mistakes of the diplomatists, and so on.,¡¡¡¡Through the shades of twilight they could hear the pieces being loaded; the matches all lighted, like the eyes of tigers at night, formed a circle round their heads; all the lintstocks of the English batteries approached the cannons, and then, with emotion, holding the supreme moment suspended above these men, an English general, Colville according to some, Maitland according to others, shouted to them, "Surrender, brave Frenchmen!" Cambronne replied, "-----.".¡¡¡¡"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....!
,¡¡¡¡THE GUARD,,¡¡¡¡What has pained me, Monsieur Pontmercy, is that you have not been willing to touch that money.,,;¡¡¡¡And the cavalry, with spurs and sabers urging on horses that could scarcely move, trotted with much effort to the column presented to them- that is to say, to a crowd of Frenchmen stark with cold, frost-bitten, and starving- and the column that had been presented to them threw down its arms and surrendered as it had long been anxious to do.,¡¡¡¡The spirit of the convent, with which she had been permeated for the space of five years, was still in the process of slow evaporation from her person, and made everything tremble around her.!
¡¡¡¡Sonya had not seen anything, she was just wanting to blink and to get up when she heard Natasha say, "Of course she will!" She did not wish to disappoint either Dunyasha or Natasha, but it was hard to sit still. She did not herself know how or why the exclamation escaped her when she covered her eyes.,BOOK FIRST.-WATERLOO.¡¡¡¡"Courfeyrac, you ought to have brought an umbrella.,¡¡¡¡"Use your finger, Mary Hendrikhovna, it will be still nicer," said Rostov.;¡¡¡¡He tore out a leaf and wrote on it a few lines in pencil:--,¡¡¡¡Marius possessed one of those temperaments which bury themselves in sorrow and there abide; Cosette was one of those persons who plunge into sorrow and emerge from it again....!
,,¡¡¡¡Courfeyrac, Enjolras, Jean Prouvaire, Combeferre, Joly, Bahorel, Bossuet, and all the rest ran tumultuously from the wine-shop. It was almost too late.,¡¡¡¡"Tell me, you did not know of the countess' death when you decided to remain in Moscow?" asked Princess Mary and immediately blushed, noticing that her question, following his mention of freedom, ascribed to his words a meaning he had perhaps not intended.,¡¡¡¡Then note the infamy of Brutus, Marcel, Arnould von Blankenheim, Coligny, Hedgerow war?...? Victor Hugo,¡¡¡¡"Be off with you, or I'll blow up the barricade!".
¡¡¡¡From time to time, especially at that evening hour which is the most depressing to even the dreamy, he allowed the purest, the most impersonal, the most ideal of the reveries which filled his brain, to fall upon a notebook which contained nothing else.!.¡¡¡¡Soon after the Emperor's return Prince Vasili in a conversation about the war at Anna Pavlovna's severely condemned Barclay de Tolly, but was undecided as to who ought to be appointed commander in chief. One of the visitors, usually spoken of as "a man of great merit," having described how he had that day seen Kutuzov, the newly chosen chief of the Petersburg militia, presiding over the enrollment of recruits at the Treasury, cautiously ventured to suggest that Kutuzov would be the man to satisfy all requirements.;Moody laughed. ¡°Get back to bed, Snape.¡± ,Big charity to-do up Portland way. Governor's gonna be there.!¡¡¡¡"Can one see from there?... If you would...",CHAPTER XVI ;
¡¡¡¡He was obliged to wait for the body of the army corps, and he had received orders to concentrate his forces before entering into line; but at five o'clock, perceiving Wellington's peril, Blucher ordered Bulow to attack, and uttered these remarkable words:!¡¡¡¡Natasha, who had borne the first period of separation from her betrothed lightly and even cheerfully, now grew more agitated and impatient every day. The thought that her best days, which she would have employed in loving him, were being vainly wasted, with no advantage to anyone, tormented her incessantly. His letters for the most part irritated her. It hurt her to think that while she lived only in the thought of him, he was living a real life, seeing new places and new people that interested him. The more interesting his letters were the more vexed she felt. Her letters to him, far from giving her any comfort, seemed to her a wearisome and artificial obligation. She could not write, because she could not conceive the possibility of expressing sincerely in a letter even a thousandth part of what she expressed by voice, smile, and glance. She wrote to him formal, monotonous, and dry letters, to which she attached no importance herself, and in the rough copies of which the countess corrected her mistakes in spelling.,¡¡¡¡This odd espalier, with its branches of lead and iron, was the first thing that struck Jean Valjean.;...¡¡¡¡THE TWO DUTIES:!...¡¡¡¡Reason gives expression to the laws of inevitability. Consciousness gives expression to the essence of freedom....
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¡¡¡¡Several hours before the barricade was attacked, he had assumed an attitude which he did not afterwards abandon, with both fists planted on his knees and his head thrust forward as though he were gazing over a precipice.,Quand irons-nous dans la foret?;,,Some men\'s behaviour is like a verse, wherein every syllable is measured: ...¡¡¡¡An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an event quite out of the ordinary course.,...¡¡¡¡In order to play the part of a faithful historian, we ought even to add that, among the curiosities displayed in the square, there was a menagerie, in which frightful clowns, clad in rags and coming no one knew whence, exhibited to the peasants of Montfermeil in 1823 one of those horrible Brazilian vultures, such as our Royal Museum did not possess until 1845, and which have a tricolored cockade for an eye. I believe that naturalists call this bird Caracara Polyborus; it belongs to the order of the Apicides, and to the family of the vultures..¡¡¡¡Marius had told Cosette that he was an orphan, that his name was Marius Pontmercy, that he was a lawyer, that he lived by writing things for publishers, that his father had been a colonel, that the latter had been a hero, and that he, Marius, was on bad terms with his grandfather who was rich....
¡¡¡¡She had a mad, grave, and heart-breaking air.,the estate of a Polish count in the Vilkavisski forest. ,¡¡¡¡Marius recollected that he had but sixteen sous about him.,Hagrid was in such a bad mood, Harry was quite glad to say good-bye to him in front of the Fat Lady. He clambered through the portrait hole into the common room and hurried straight for the corner where Ron and Hermione were sitting, to tell them what had happened. ;LastIndexNext,? Leo Tolstoy;
¡¡¡¡When Michael Ivanovich returned to the study with the letter, the old prince, with spectacles on and a shade over his eyes, was sitting at his open bureau with screened candles, holding a paper in his outstretched hand, and in a somewhat dramatic attitude was reading his manuscript- his "Remarks" as he termed it- which was to be transmitted to the Emperor after his death.;LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean instantly quitted the boulevard and plunged into the streets, taking the most intricate lines which he could devise, returning on his track at times, to make sure that he was not being followed., ,BOOK SEVEN: 1810 - 11, ,¡¡¡¡The prowler tore off this cross, which disappeared into one of the gulfs which he had beneath his great coat....,!
,¡¡¡¡ De Goblet fils c'est ici la fabrique; ;¡¡¡¡Enjolras had a double-barrelled hunting-gun, Combeferre the gun of a National Guard bearing the number of his legion, and in his belt, two pistols which his unbuttoned coat allowed to be seen, Jean Prouvaire an old cavalry musket, Bahorel a rifle; Courfeyrac was brandishing an unsheathed sword-cane. Feuilly, with a naked sword in his hand, marched at their head shouting: "Long live Poland!";¡¡¡¡"I don't and can't," replied Nicholas, looking coldly at the baby. "A lump of flesh. Come along, Pierre!",¡¡¡¡He had "ferreted out" nothing.,But before they could make a decision as to which way to try, a door to their right sprang open and three people fell out of it....¡¡¡¡At that epoch, King Louis XVIII....
¡¡¡¡Then he regained his own chamber with the stealthy tread of a wolf.,¡¡¡¡"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?",¡¡¡¡"Qui eut le triple talent,!¡¡¡¡"I opened my mouth to reply, and I perceived that there was no one near me."!;¡¡¡¡"My name is Marius," said he.,¡¡¡¡At such moments something like a pride of sacrifice gathered in her soul. And suddenly that father whom she had judged would look for his spectacles in her presence, fumbling near them and not seeing them, or would forget something that had just occurred, or take a false step with his failing legs and turn to see if anyone had noticed his feebleness, or, worst of all, at dinner when there were no visitors to excite him would suddenly fall asleep, letting his napkin drop and his shaking head sink over his plate. "He is old and feeble, and I dare to condemn him!" she thought at such moments, with a feeling of revulsion against herself. .¡¡¡¡"I had the pleasure," replied Prince Andrew, "not only of taking part in the retreat but of losing in that retreat all I held dear- not to mention the estate and home of my birth- my father, who died of grief. I belong to the province of Smolensk.".
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¡¡¡¡At a single point the insurgents yielded; they abandoned a barricade begun in the Rue de Temple after having fired on a detachment of the National Guard, and fled through the Rue de la Corderie.,¡¡¡¡"What are you sharpening?" asked a man coming up to the wagon.,LastIndexNext...,.!¡¡¡¡Balashev rode on, supposing from Murat's words that he would very soon be brought before Napoleon himself. But instead of that, at the next village the sentinels of Davout's infantry corps detained him as the pickets of the vanguard had done, and an adjutant of the corps commander, who was fetched, conducted him into the village to Marshal Davout. ,¡¡¡¡A wind which was chill like the breeze of dawn was rattling the leaves of the window, which had been left open on their hinges.,¡¡¡¡"Well, friends, I have now thought the whole matter over and this is my advice," she began. "Yesterday, as you know, I went to see Prince Bolkonski. Well, I had a talk with him.... He took it into his head to begin shouting, but I am not one to be shouted down. I said what I had to say!";
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¡¡¡¡He strode straight up to Enjolras, the insurgents withdrawing before him with a religious fear; he tore the flag from Enjolras, who recoiled in amazement and then, since no one dared to stop or to assist him, this old man of eighty, with shaking head but firm foot, began slowly to ascend the staircase of paving-stones arranged in the barricade..Je n'ai qu'un Dieu, qu'un roi, qu'un liard, et qu'une botte..¡¡¡¡Some one passed close to him at a run.,RED (V.O.);,¡¡¡¡On December 6- St. Nicholas' Day and the prince's name day- all Moscow came to the prince's front door but he gave orders to admit no one and to invite to dinner only a small number, a list of whom he gave to Princess Mary.;
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¡¡¡¡The man who picks it up opens it and finds in it a note addressed to some prisoner in that yard. If it is a prisoner who finds the treasure, he forwards the note to its destination; if it is a keeper, or one of the prisoners secretly sold who are called sheep in prisons and foxes in the galleys, the note is taken to the office and handed over to the police., ...¡¡¡¡The invisible police of the insurrection were on the watch everywhere, and maintained order, that is to say, night.,..¡¡¡¡"Am I spoiled for Andrew's love or not?" she asked herself, and with soothing irony replied: "What a fool I am to ask that! What did happen to me? Nothing! I have done nothing, I didn't lead him on at all. Nobody will know and I shall never see him again," she told herself. "So it is plain that nothing has happened and there is nothing to repent of, and Andrew can love me still. But why 'still?' O God, why isn't he here?" Natasha quieted herself for a moment, but again some instinct told her that though all this was true, and though nothing had happened, yet the former purity of her love for Prince Andrew had perished. And again in imagination she went over her whole conversation with Kuragin, and again saw the face, gestures, and tender smile of that bold handsome man when he pressed her arm. .!
!SECOND EPILOGUE...¡¡¡¡The heart of that ex-convict was full of virginity. His sister and his sister's children had left him only a vague and far-off memory which had finally almost completely vanished; he had made every effort to find them, and not having been able to find them, he had forgotten them.,¡¡¡¡Ever since that leave of absence had expired, more than a fortnight before, Natasha had been in a constant state of alarm, depression, and irritability.,¡¡¡¡Only by separating the two sources of cognition, related to one another as form to content, do we get the mutually exclusive and separately incomprehensible conceptions of freedom and inevitability.,.¡¡¡¡"All are ingenious, thou alone art ingenuous.,...
¡¡¡¡"Well, dear heart," said he, "I wanted to tell you about it yesterday and I have come to do so today. I never experienced anything like it before. I am in love, my friend!"...cold-blooded nature. Consider! Four bullets per victim! Not six shots....¡¡¡¡Many flags had been lost, one from Alten's division, and one from the battalion of Lunenburg, carried by a prince of the house of Deux-Ponts. The Scotch Grays no longer existed; Ponsonby's great dragoons had been hacked to pieces. That valiant cavalry had bent beneath the lancers of Bro and beneath the cuirassiers of Travers; out of twelve hundred horses, six hundred remained; out of three lieutenant-colonels, two lay on the earth,--Hamilton wounded, Mater slain.,¡¡¡¡Another series of facts was in preparation, in which there was no longer any room for Napoleon....¡¡¡¡Tikhon Shcherbaty was one of the most indispensable men in their band. He was a peasant from Pokrovsk, near the river Gzhat. When Denisov had come to Pokrovsk at the beginning of his operations and had as usual summoned the village elder and asked him what he knew about the French, the elder, as though shielding himself, had replied, as all village elders did, that he had neither seen nor heard anything of them. But when Denisov explained that his purpose was to kill the French, and asked if no French had strayed that way, the elder replied that some "more-orderers" had really been at their village, but that Tikhon Shcherbaty was the only man who dealt with such matters. Denisov had Tikhon called and, having praised him for his activity, said a few words in the elder's presence about loyalty to the Tsar and the country and the hatred of the French that all sons of the fatherland should cherish.,¡¡¡¡A squad of policemen, sword in hand, and agents armed with bludgeons and cudgels, rushed in at Javert's summons.,¡¡¡¡Then, vexed at his own weakness, he turned away and began to report on the position of affairs. Everything precious and valuable had been removed to Bogucharovo. Seventy quarters of grain had also been carted away. The hay and the spring corn, of which Alpatych said there had been a remarkable crop that year, had been commandeered by the troops and mown down while still green. The peasants were ruined; some of them too had gone to Bogucharovo, only a few remained.!