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¡°I don't care¡I'll breathe freely again when this tournament's over, and that's not until June. And don't forget, if you're talking about me among yourselves, call me Snuffles, okay?¡± ,,¡¡¡¡"Oh, there was childish love?" suddenly asked Prince Andrew, blushing unexpectedly.!¡¡¡¡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.;¡¡¡¡It seemed as though that mass had become a monster and had but one soul.,Dear Fellas. I can't believe how fast things move on the outside..
18 INT -- ANDY'S CELL -- NIGHT (1947) 18,¡¡¡¡Or a woman?;? Victor Hugo,¡¡¡¡Some twenty men of the Sixth Company who were on their way into the village joined the haulers, and the wattle wall, which was about thirty-five feet long an seven feet high, moved forward along the village street, swaying, pressing upon and cutting the shoulders of the gasping men.;¡¡¡¡"Monsieur le President, in view of the confused but exceedingly clever denials of the prisoner, who would like to pass himself off as an idiot, but who will not succeed in so doing,-- we shall attend to that,--we demand that it shall please you and that it shall please the court to summon once more into this place the convicts Brevet, Cochepaille, and Chenildieu, and Police-Inspector Javert, and question them for the last time as to the identity of the prisoner with the convict Jean Valjean."!¡¡¡¡"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.".¡¡¡¡This shot still betokened life.!,Harry could see Madam Pomfrey fussing over Hermione, Krum, Cedric, and Cho, all of whom were wrapped in thick blankets. !
,¡¡¡¡When they had left the church behind them, the man, on perceiving all the open-air booths, asked Cosette:--, ,¡¡¡¡"Filez, filez!"* Dolokhov kept saying, having adopted this expression from the French, and when his eyes met those of the prisoners they flashed with a cruel light. ,¡¡¡¡"When I tell you that I must talk to you!..." repeated Pierre....¡¡¡¡She returned thoughtfully to the house in the Rue de l'Ouest, where Jean Valjean, according to his custom, had come to spend six weeks.,,Crouch stood up. He looked down upon the four in front of him, and there was pure hatred in his face. .
¡¡¡¡Alpatych clung to Prince Andrew's leg and burst into sobs. Gently disengaging himself, the prince spurred his horse and rode down the avenue at a gallop.;¡¡¡¡"From the general," said the officer. "Please excuse its not being quite dry.",¡¡¡¡Little Nicholas and his education, her brother Andrew, and religion were Princess Mary's joys and consolations; but besides that, since everyone must have personal hopes, Princess Mary in the profoundest depths of her heart had a hidden dream and hope that supplied the chief consolation of her life. This comforting dream and hope were given her by God's folk- the half-witted and other pilgrims who visited her without the prince's knowledge. The longer she lived, the more experience and observation she had of life, the greater was her wonder at the short-sightedness of men who seek enjoyment and happiness here on earth: toiling, suffering, struggling, and harming one another, to obtain that impossible, visionary, sinful happiness. Prince Andrew had loved his wife, she died, but that was not enough: he wanted to bind his happiness to another woman. Her father objected to this because he wanted a more distinguished and wealthier match for Andrew. And they all struggled and suffered and tormented one another and injured their souls, their eternal souls, for the attainment of benefits which endure but for an instant. Not only do we know this ourselves, but Christ, the Son of God, came down to earth and told us that this life is but for a moment and is a probation; yet we cling to it and think to find happiness in it. "How is it that no one realizes this?" thought Princess Mary. "No one except these despised God's folk who, wallet on back, come to me by the back door, afraid of being seen by the prince, not for fear of ill-usage by him but for fear of causing him to sin. To leave family, home, and all the cares of worldly welfare, in order without clinging to anything to wander in hempen rags from place to place under an assumed name, doing no one any harm but praying for all- for those who drive one away as well as for those who protect one: higher than that life and truth there is no life or truth!",¡¡¡¡But we are going to change all that; it is high time!",¡¡¡¡"Dear-est!" she repeated again.,,¡¡¡¡"No, you have not understood me," said his mother, not knowing how to justify herself. "You have not understood me, Nikolenka. It is your happiness I wish for," she added, feeling that she was telling an untruth and was becoming entangled. She began to cry....
¡¡¡¡Youth must amuse itself, and old age must wear out.,the estate of a Polish count in the Vilkavisski forest. !¡¡¡¡From Vyazma onwards the French army, which had till then moved in three columns, went on as a single group. The symptoms of disorder that Pierre had noticed at their first halting place after leaving Moscow had now reached the utmost limit.,¡¡¡¡They were two, and they adored each other, and beyond that there was nothing.,¡¡¡¡All at once he raised it.,¡¡¡¡Marius made a movement..? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡Natasha remained alone and, from the time Princess Mary began making preparations for departure, held aloof from her too..
¡¡¡¡When they had passed the barrier, the coachman tried to enter into conversation, but the traveller only replied in monosyllables....¡¡¡¡And then, it was clear that she no longer loved him, since she had departed thus without warning, without a word, without a letter, although she knew his address!,¡¡¡¡"Stop, sir; here is the door where the sentry stands.,,.¡¡¡¡She dropped her head; then, with a brusque movement, she pulled to the door, which closed behind her.,Ned, we're providing a valuable community service.!
...¡¡¡¡It was during one of these periods of contemplation that the Thenardier joined her.,...? Victor Hugo.,By "Eshu Space"!but must prepare business, and so ripen it by degrees..
¡¡¡¡"But what's to be done? She can't help it," thought the princess.,¡¡¡¡"What has happened?" asked Pierre, entering Marya Dmitrievna's room.,¡®Who's she with now, anyway?¡¯ Ron asked Hermione, but it was Ginny who answered..!¡¡¡¡It was through it that, under the Empire and the Restoration, prisoners condemned to death re-entered Paris on the day of their execution.;¡¡¡¡Blood-drinking bestiality, voracious appetites, hunger in search of prey, the armed instincts of nails and jaws which have for source and aim the belly, glare and smell out uneasily the impassive spectral forms straying beneath a shroud, erect in its vague and shuddering robe, and which seem to them to live with a dead and terrible life.,beauty only, to the enchanted palaces of the poets: who build them wilh small cost ;¡¡¡¡"How delightful it is, Count!" said she. "Isn't it?"!
¡¡¡¡He entered it.,¡¡¡¡On the books of profane music which entered the convent, amour (love) was replaced by tambour (drum) or pandour..,,...? Leo Tolstoy,¡¡¡¡But the rams need only cease to suppose that all that happens to them happens solely for the attainment of their sheepish aims; they need only admit that what happens to them may also have purposes beyond their ken, and they will at once perceive a unity and coherence in what happened to the ram that was fattened. Even if they do not know for what purpose they are fattened, they will at least know that all that happened to the ram did not happen accidentally, and will no longer need the conceptions of chance or genius.!
¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean knelt down before that hand, lifted it gently, and kissed it.,¡¡¡¡Cosette fled, dragging her pail, and taking the longest strides of which she was capable.!¡¡¡¡Under the Caesars, there is the exile to Syene; there is also the man of the Annales.,¡¡¡¡In summer, at twilight, one saw, here and there, a few old women seated at the foot of the elm, on benches mouldy with rain. These good old women were fond of begging.,,¡¡¡¡"That's grand, it bucks one up!" laughed the first. "Lucky you jumped aside, or it would have wiped you out!";¡¡¡¡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.,.
¡¡¡¡These brutalities, which are only matter, entertain a confused fear of having to deal with the immense obscurity condensed into an unknown being. A black figure barring the way stops the wild beast short. That which emerges from the cemetery intimidates and disconcerts that which emerges from the cave; the ferocious fear the sinister; wolves recoil when they encounter a ghoul.,,¡¡¡¡Through this the chief justice entered, so that even those who were spying on him and following him would merely have observed that the justice betook himself every day in a mysterious way somewhere, and would never have suspected that to go to the Rue de Babylone was to go to the Rue Blomet.;¡¡¡¡Javert had not uttered a single cry.;.? Leo Tolstoy,19 EXT -- SHAWSHANK PRISON -- NIGHT (1947) 19!¡®STUPEFY!¡¯...
¡¡¡¡The whole chamber was bathed in that mist of places which are sparely illuminated, which adds to horror..,¡¡¡¡All at once he caught sight of Thenardier. He plunged suddenly into the brushwood with Cosette, where they could both hide themselves.;¡¡¡¡Paris, the ultimate goal, is reached. The Napoleonic government and army are destroyed. Napoleon himself is no longer of any account; all his actions are evidently pitiful and mean, but again an inexplicable chance occurs. The allies detest Napoleon whom they regard as the cause of their sufferings. Deprived of power and authority, his crimes and his craft exposed, he should have appeared to them what he appeared ten years previously and one year later- an outlawed brigand. But by some strange chance no one perceives this. His part is not yet ended. The man who ten years before and a year later was considered an outlawed brigand is sent to an island two days' sail from France, which for some reason is presented to him as his dominion, and guards are given to him and millions of money are paid him. ,¡¡¡¡But Natasha was not asleep; with pale face and fixed wide-open eyes she looked straight before her. All that night she did not sleep or weep and did not speak to Sonya who got up and went to her several times.!¡¡¡¡"She loves you.",¡¡¡¡"My good sir, I swear to you by the good God, that not a soul has entered this house all day, nor all the evening, and that I have not even left the door.".
"Dear Mr. Dufresne. In response to your repeated inquiries, the State;The convicts stand gaping, all pretense of work gone. They look like they've been pole-axed. Hadley shoots them a look.,¡¡¡¡"Yes, go back," said Marya Dmitrievna, "and wait there. If your betrothed comes here now- there will be no avoiding a quarrel; but alone with the old man he will talk things over and then come on to you."...This Free Ebook is Produced ,I guess I just miss my friend.,;
¡¡¡¡From time to time she raised her eyes towards the man, with a sort of tranquillity and an indescribable confidence.!¡¡¡¡"She is going away.,¡¡¡¡The counsel for the defence had spoken tolerably well, in that provincial tongue which has long constituted the eloquence of the bar, and which was formerly employed by all advocates, at Paris as well as at Romorantin or at Montbrison, and which to-day, having become classic, is no longer spoken except by the official orators of magistracy, to whom it is suited on account of its grave sonorousness and its majestic stride; a tongue in which a husband is called a consort, and a woman a spouse; Paris, the centre of art and civilization; the king, the monarch; Monseigneur the Bishop, a sainted pontiff; the district-attorney, the eloquent interpreter of public prosecution; the arguments, the accents which we have just listened to; the age of Louis XIV., the grand age; a theatre, the temple of Melpomene; the reigning family, the august blood of our kings; a concert, a musical solemnity; the General Commandant of the province, the illustrious warrior, who, etc.; the pupils in the seminary, these tender levities; errors imputed to newspapers, the imposture which distills its venom through the columns of those organs; etc. The lawyer had, accordingly, begun with an explanation as to the theft of the apples,--an awkward matter couched in fine style; but Benigne Bossuet himself was obliged to allude to a chicken in the midst of a funeral oration, and he extricated himself from the situation in stately fashion..LastIndexNext;¡¡¡¡ Oh Love!,a nice fried chicken dinner provided them by the county, smacking greasy lips and gnawing cobbettes of corn.!
¡¡¡¡Sometimes, the things that you see seize upon you and hold you fast.,,¡¡¡¡"They probably recognized that I am French, by my name," replied Mademoiselle Bourienne blushing.!¡¡¡¡"But why go to Petersburg?" Natasha suddenly asked, and hastily replied to her own question. "But no, no, he must... Yes, Mary, He must...." ,¡¡¡¡He meditated of nothing else; he was confusedly conscious that his old coat was becoming an impossible coat, and that his new coat was growing old, that his shirts were wearing out, that his hat was wearing out, that his boots were giving out, and he said to himself:.¡¡¡¡"But you can't have understood me," said Princess Mary with a sad smile. "Why don't you want to go? I promise to house and feed you, while here the enemy would ruin you..."...
¡¡¡¡"There is something so enchanting in the smile of melancholy," she said to Boris, repeating word for word a passage she had copied from a book. "It is a ray of light in the darkness, a shade between sadness and despair, showing the possibility of consolation.",¡¡¡¡"Devil take all these peasants, and money matters, and carryings forward from page to page," he thought. "I used to understand what a 'corner' and the stakes at cards meant, but carrying forward to another page I don't understand at all," said he to himself, and after that he did not meddle in business affairs. But once the countess called her son and informed him that she had a promissory note from Anna Mikhaylovna for two thousand rubles, and asked him what he thought of doing with it., ,¡¡¡¡Our family life goes on in the old way except for my brother Andrew's absence. He, as I wrote you before, has changed very much of late. After his sorrow he only this year quite recovered his spirits. He has again become as I used to know him when a child: kind, affectionate, with that heart of gold to which I know no equal. He has realized, it seems to me, that life is not over for him. But together with this mental change he has grown physically much weaker. He has become thinner and more nervous. I am anxious about him and glad he is taking this trip abroad which the doctors recommended long ago. I hope it will cure him. You write that in Petersburg he is spoken of as one of the most active, cultivated, and capable of the young men. Forgive my vanity as a relation, but I never doubted it. The good he has done to everybody here, from his peasants up to the gentry, is incalculable. On his arrival in Petersburg he received only his due. I always wonder at the way rumors fly from Petersburg to Moscow, especially such false ones as that you write about- I mean the report of my brother's betrothal to the little Rostova. I do not think my brother will ever marry again, and certainly not her; and this is why: first, I know that though he rarely speaks about the wife he has lost, the grief of that loss has gone too deep in his heart for him ever to decide to give her a successor and our little angel a stepmother. Secondly because, as far as I know, that girl is not the kind of girl who could please Prince Andrew. I do not think he would choose her for a wife, and frankly I do not wish it. But I am running on too long and am at the end of my second sheet. Good-by, my dear friend. May God keep you in His holy and mighty care. My dear friend, Mademoiselle Bourienne, sends you kisses.;¡¡¡¡"Nor a scamp with the air of an old red tail?",? Leo Tolstoy.,¡¡¡¡WHAT IS MET WITH ON THE WAY FROM NIVELLES .!
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¡¡¡¡The body has not yet been found; it is supposed that it is entangled among the piles of the Arsenal point:...!¡¡¡¡The Emperor went into the study. He was followed by Prince Peter Mikhaylovich Volkonski and Baron Stein, and the door closed behind them. Prince Andrew, taking advantage of the Emperor's permission, accompanied Paulucci, whom he had known in Turkey, into the drawing room where the council was assembled.,,;¡¡¡¡The Russians, half of whom died, did all that could and should have been done to attain an end worthy of the nation, and they are not to blame because other Russians, sitting in warm rooms, proposed that they should do what was impossible....,¡¡¡¡The affair began late..
¡¡¡¡He did not hesitate.,¡¡¡¡It was the first time in his life that he had ever borrowed money.,.¡¡¡¡Is not my daughter beautiful?,¡¡¡¡"As it is, she is Queen, and her word is law!",,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡"Like yourself, I belonged to the French army....¡¡¡¡The countess was lying in an armchair in a strange and awkward position, stretching out and beating her head against the wall. Sonya and the maids were holding her arms.;
CHAPTER IV ,¡¡¡¡"I write you in Russian, my good friend," wrote Julie in her Frenchified Russian, "because I have a detestation for all the French, and the same for their language which I cannot support to hear spoken.... We in Moscow are elated by enthusiasm for our adored Emperor..¡¡¡¡This odd espalier, with its branches of lead and iron, was the first thing that struck Jean Valjean....CHAPTER VII ,¡¡¡¡"Langleviel La Beaumelle deserves a hundred camouflets."!? Leo Tolstoy!¡¡¡¡He took Cosette by his left hand, and with his right he picked up his cudgel, which was lying on the ground.;
¡¡¡¡It slopes downwards, is planted with gooseberry bushes, choked with a wild growth of vegetation, and terminated by a monumental terrace of cut stone, with balustrade with a double curve.,The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry.,¡¡¡¡Why?;¡¡¡¡"Well, you must excuse me, because... because... I shall go, and that's all. You'll take me, won't you?" he said, turning to Dolokhov..¡¡¡¡In the one case as in the other, on both sides the struggle provokes passion and stifles truth. On the one hand there is fear and regret for the loss of the whole edifice constructed through the ages, on the other is the passion for destruction.,...
¡¡¡¡In this case one dies within the month.;the moon, is not only tedious, but doth diminish the faith and credit of him that ,¡¡¡¡Nothing else existed. It is probable that this vanishing of hell in our rear is inherent to the arrival of paradise.,,¡¡¡¡"Where is he to be taken?",,¡¡¡¡"Do you know what I am thinking about?" she asked. "About Platon Karataev. Would he have approved of you now, do you think?",CHAPTER IV .
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¡¡¡¡Enjolras, who was standing on the crest of the barricade, gun in hand, raised his beautiful, austere face.,¡¡¡¡ With these tears that I feel to be flowing. ,,¡¡¡¡"Darling Mummy, how I love you! How happy I am!" cried Natasha, shedding tears of joy and excitement and embracing her mother.,¡¡¡¡He had almost reached the middle of this street, near a very low wall which a man can easily step over at certain points, and which abuts on a waste space, and was walking slowly, in consequence of his preoccupied condition, and the snow deadened the sound of his steps; all at once he heard voices talking very close by.;? Leo Tolstoy. ,¡¡¡¡"You're the emperor of the fiends!...
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¡¡¡¡Since he had been alone, he had placed his bed in the antechamber, in order to inhabit that deserted apartment as little as possible..,¡¡¡¡"What a darling our Papa is!" she cried, kissing him, and she again looked at Pierre with the unconscious coquetry that had returned to her with her better spirits.;¡¡¡¡Even at the same price, we should prefer the 14th of July.,¡¡¡¡"A kindly old man but not up to much. And why do they stay on so long in Moscow? They meant to leave for the country long ago. Natalie is quite well again now, isn't she?" Julie asked Pierre with a knowing smile....!¡¡¡¡"How glad I am you've come! I am so happy today," she said, with the old animation Pierre had not seen in her for along time. "You know Nicholas has received a St. George's Cross? I am so proud of him.";¡¡¡¡Then Enjolras approached the man and demanded of him:--.¡¡¡¡LOUIS PHILIPPE...¡¡¡¡He knelt beside Cosette's bed.!
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; ,¡¡¡¡The review with which the festival was spiced made the presence of uniforms perfectly natural; Jean Valjean donned his uniform of a national guard with the vague inward feeling of a man who is betaking himself to shelter.!¡¡¡¡In that campaign, the object of the French soldier, the son of democracy, was the conquest of a yoke for others. A hideous contradiction.,¡¡¡¡Thenardier saw something resembling a gleam of hope flash before his eyes,--these men conversed in slang.,221 ANGLE FROM BEHIND POSTER 221!
,¡¡¡¡"Killed?" cried Denisov, recognizing from a distance the unmistakably lifeless attitude- very familiar to him- in which Petya's body was lying.,CHAPTER II ...¡¡¡¡And he picked up something that was rolling about the floor. It was a pebble.,¡¡¡¡One cluster broke into a curiosity shop in the Rue des Vielles Haudriettes, and seized yataghans and Turkish arms....LastIndexNext...
¡¡¡¡Wellington is nothing but a hero like many another....Not a day goes by I don't feel regret, and not because I'm in here or because you think I should. I look back on myself the way I was...stupid kid who did that terrible crime...wish I could talk sense to him. Tell him how things are. But I can't. That kid's long gone, this old man is all that's left, and I have to live with that.;¡¡¡¡Several times during the march false alarms had been given and the soldiers of the escort had raised their muskets, fired, and run headlong, crushing one another, but had afterwards reassembled and abused each other for their causeless panic.,¡¡¡¡"Citizens!,,CHAPTER VII ...