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¡¡¡¡Sister Sainte-Mechtilde had taught Cosette music in the convent; Cosette had the voice of a linnet with a soul, and sometimes, in the evening, in the wounded man's humble abode, she warbled melancholy songs which delighted Jean Valjean.,¡¡¡¡The irregulars destroyed the great army piecemeal. They gathered the fallen leaves that dropped of themselves from that withered tree- the French army- and sometimes shook that tree itself. By October, when the French were fleeing toward Smolensk, there were hundreds of such companies, of various sizes and characters. There were some that adopted all the army methods and had infantry, artillery, staffs, and the comforts of life. Others consisted solely of Cossack cavalry. There were also small scratch groups of foot and horse, and groups of peasants and landowners that remained unknown. A sacristan commanded one party which captured several hundred prisoners in the course of a month; and there was Vasilisa, the wife of a village elder, who slew hundreds of the French.,¡¡¡¡"What air?",¡¡¡¡"Shall I loose them or not?" Nicholas asked himself as the wolf approached him coming from the copse. Suddenly the wolf's whole physiognomy changed: she shuddered, seeing what she had probably never seen before- human eyes fixed upon her- and turning her head a little toward Rostov, she paused.,,¡¡¡¡How was it that the Russian army, which when numerically weaker than the French had given battle at Borodino, did not achieve its purpose when it had surrounded the French on three sides and when its aim was to capture them? Can the French be so enormously superior to us that when we had surrounded them with superior forces we could not beat them? How could that happen?,¡¡¡¡Conscious that they were about to die, they shouted, "Vive l'Empereur!" History records nothing more touching than that agony bursting forth in acclamations.;
,,¡¡¡¡What do you want with us? Are you crazy?" exclaimed Thenardier, as loudly as one can exclaim and still speak low; "what have you come here to hinder our work for?",¡¡¡¡But the word always seemed to her to imply: "Yes, I am angry but I won't tell you why.",¡¡¡¡Only after she had reached home was Natasha able clearly to think over what had happened to her, and suddenly remembering Prince Andrew she was horrified, and at tea to which all had sat down after the opera, she gave a loud exclamation, flushed, and ran out of the room.!¡¡¡¡These holy portals are before and not behind us.,¡¡¡¡"The reds, the reds!" retorted Bahorel....¡¡¡¡But the Emperor and Balashev passed out into the illuminated garden without noticing Arakcheev who, holding his sword and glancing wrathfully around, followed some twenty paces behind them.,¡¡¡¡His brain was dazzled and obliterated....
¡¡¡¡Marius never set foot in the house.,¡¡¡¡ This was sung in a cellar or in a nook of the forest while cutting a man's throat..LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡Gavroche replied:--,¡¡¡¡But let us assume that what is called science can harmonize all contradictions and possesses an unchanging standard of good and bad by which to try historic characters and events; let us say that Alexander could have done everything differently; let us say that with guidance from those who blame him and who profess to know the ultimate aim of the movement of humanity, he might have arranged matters according to the program his present accusers would have given him- of nationality, freedom, equality, and progress (these, I think, cover the ground). Let us assume that this program was possible and had then been formulated, and that Alexander had acted on it. What would then have become of the activity of all those who opposed the tendency that then prevailed in the government- an activity that in the opinion of the historians was good and beneficent? Their activity would not have existed: there would have been no life, there would have been nothing..¡¡¡¡"Fool, I told you the sable one! Hey, Matrena, the sable!" he shouted so that his voice rang far through the rooms..
¡¡¡¡After giving the clerk orders about the work to be done, Alpatych, not trying to imitate the prince now, lifted the hat from his bald head and crossed himself three times.,¡¡¡¡All enjoyments for some, all privations for the rest, that is to say, for the people; privilege, exception, monopoly, feudalism, born from toil itself. A false and dangerous situation, which sates public power or private misery, which sets the roots of the State in the sufferings of the individual.;¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean could not have told.,¡¡¡¡"Orders?" Denisov repeated thoughtfully. "But can you stay till tomowwow?".¡¡¡¡"We were conversing and we met some passers-by. We were talking of a neighbor of ours in former days, who had always worked with her window open from the time when she came to live on the street. As we talked we felt cold because of that open window...
¡¡¡¡His determination once taken, he awaited an opportunity. It was not long in presenting itself.!¡¡¡¡"Come! Come with me, we'll have a talk," said he.,,!,CHAPTER XX ,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean often said afterwards, that, although many funereal spectres had crossed his path in life, he had never beheld anything more blood-curdling and terrible than that enigmatical form accomplishing some inexplicable mystery in that gloomy place, and beheld thus at night.!
¡¡¡¡"Ah, the standards!" said Kutuzov, evidently detaching himself with difficulty from the thoughts that preoccupied him.,¡¡¡¡[We have already noted once for all the fact that Toussaint stuttered. May we be permitted to dispense with it for the future.,¡¡¡¡Jondrette started, half rose, listened a moment, then began to laugh and said:--,hallowed place; and therefore, not only the bench, but the footpace, and precincts, ,Two fat tears leaked out of Hagrid's beetle-black eyes and fell slowly into his tangled beard. ,¡¡¡¡Pure on earth, but joined in heaven.!
,¡¡¡¡"Idiot!" she screamed at her brother and, running to a chair, threw herself on it, sobbing so violently that she could not stop for a long time.,BOOK SEVEN: 1810 - 11.,¡¡¡¡The halt is a word formed of a singular double and almost contradictory sense:,¡¡¡¡"It amuses me to hear the decanter run down the legs of the house.;,...
,And then it stopped. Harry rolled over and scrambled to his feet; he was shaking as uncontrollably as Wormtail had done when his hand had been cut off; he staggered sideways into the wall of watching Death Eaters, and they pushed him away, back toward Voldemort. ,¡¡¡¡"I know! Cyril Matveich... but he is old.",,¡¡¡¡"Natasha insists on seeing Count Peter Kirilovich," said she.;...;
¡¡¡¡M.Madeleine did not allow the district-attorney to finish; he interrupted him in accents full of suavity and authority. These are the words which he uttered; here they are literally, as they were written down, immediately after the trial by one of the witnesses to this scene, and as they now ring in the ears of those who heard them nearly forty years ago:--;¡¡¡¡"Your health, Claquesous.",inequality equal; that he may plant his judgement, as upon an even ground. Qui fortiter emungit, elicit sangwiem; and where the winepress is hard wrought, it yields a harsh wine, that tastes of the grapestone. Judges must beware of hard constructions, and strained inferences; for there is no worse torture, than the torture of laws. ,¡¡¡¡"I was telling you, sir, and dear protector," replied Jondrette placing his elbows on the table and contemplating M. Leblanc with steady and tender eyes, not unlike the eyes of the boa-constrictor, "I was telling you, that I have a picture to sell.",¡¡¡¡It was quite impossible to understand these sounds. The doctor thought he had guessed them, and inquiringly repeated: "Mary, are you afraid?" The prince shook his head, again repeated the same sounds.,.;CHAPTER III ;
¡¡¡¡"The French at Vitebsk, in four days' march they may be at Smolensk; perhaps are already there! Tikhon!" Tikhon jumped up. "No, no, I don't want anything!" he shouted.,¡¡¡¡And, in proportion as labor diminishes, needs increase....;? Victor Hugo,, ;
,¡¡¡¡"Natasha! Natasha!..." cried the countess. "It's not true... it's not true... He's lying... Natasha!" she shrieked, pushing those around her away. "Go away, all of you; it's not true! Killed!... ha, ha, ha!... It's not true!".¡¡¡¡old convict-sergeants among them wept, and women embraced each other on the quay, and all voices were heard to cry with a sort of tender rage, "Pardon for that man!"...¡¡¡¡¡¡¡¡ Il dort. Quoique le sort fut pour lui bien etrange, ,¡¡¡¡What would Sonya have done without the glad consciousness that she had not undressed during the first three nights, in order to be ready to carry out all the doctor's injunctions with precision, and that she still kept awake at night so as not to miss the proper time when the slightly harmful pills in the little gilt box had to be administered? Even to Natasha herself it was pleasant to see that so many sacrifices were being made for her sake, and to know that she had to take medicine at certain hours, though she declared that no medicine would cure her and that it was all nonsense. And it was even pleasant to be able to show, by disregarding the orders, that she did not believe in medical treatment and did not value her life.,...¡¡¡¡Where's that other beast?".
appearances resembling virtues. spreta cawenta (144) in disdain of the other\'s ,,¡¡¡¡When it is impossible to stretch the very elastic threads of historical ratiocination any farther, when actions are clearly contrary to all that humanity calls right or even just, the historians produce a saving conception of "greatness." "Greatness," it seems, excludes the standards of right and wrong. For the "great" man nothing is wrong, there is no atrocity for which a "great" man can be blamed.,¡¡¡¡"Come now, don't fire....¡¡¡¡Pierre's confusion had now almost vanished, but at the same time he felt that his freedom had also completely gone. He felt that there was now a judge of his every word and action whose judgment mattered more to him than that of all the rest of the world. As he spoke now he was considering what impression his words would make on Natasha. He did not purposely say things to please her, but whatever he was saying he regarded from her standpoint..¡¡¡¡"Bah!" said she; "I will tell him that there was no more water!",¡¡¡¡"I have the address."!
,LastIndexNext,,¡¡¡¡What was needed for him who, overshadowing others, stood at the head of that movement from east to west?.¡¡¡¡Heart-rending distress; Marius bore a passion in his heart, and night over his eyes. He was thrust onward, he was drawn, and he could not stir. All had vanished, save love.,¡¡¡¡"That disguise!" said she.,¡¡¡¡Having put on French greatcoats and shakos, Petya and Dolokhov rode to the clearing from which Denisov had reconnoitered the French camp, and emerging from the forest in pitch darkness they descended into the hollow. On reaching the bottom, Dolokhov told the Cossacks accompanying him to await him there and rode on at a quick trot along the road to the bridge. Petya, his heart in his mouth with excitement, rode by his side.,.
¡¡¡¡Marius took the pistols and put them in the side pocket of his coat.,By "Eshu Space".!;? Leo Tolstoy,,¡¡¡¡He paused and looked around.,.¡¡¡¡Natasha looked at Sonya with astonishment. Evidently this question presented itself to her mind for the first time and she did not know how to answer it.!
, ,¡¡¡¡"Have you been here long, Countess?" he inquired. "I'll call, I'll call to kiss your hand. I'm here on business and have brought my girls with me. They say Semenova acts marvelously. Count Pierre never used to forget us. Is he here?",¡¡¡¡What would Sonya have done without the glad consciousness that she had not undressed during the first three nights, in order to be ready to carry out all the doctor's injunctions with precision, and that she still kept awake at night so as not to miss the proper time when the slightly harmful pills in the little gilt box had to be administered? Even to Natasha herself it was pleasant to see that so many sacrifices were being made for her sake, and to know that she had to take medicine at certain hours, though she declared that no medicine would cure her and that it was all nonsense. And it was even pleasant to be able to show, by disregarding the orders, that she did not believe in medical treatment and did not value her life..¡¡¡¡"Why should we give up everything? We don't agree. Don't agree.... We are sorry for you, but we're not willing. Go away yourself, alone..." came from various sides of the crowd.,¡¡¡¡Waterloo, by cutting short the demolition of European thrones by the sword, had no other effect than to cause the revolutionary work to be continued in another direction. The slashers have finished; it was the turn of the thinkers. The century that Waterloo was intended to arrest has pursued its march. That sinister victory was vanquished by liberty.,;
¡¡¡¡Cosette's grief, which had been so poignant and lively four or five months previously, had, without her being conscious of the fact, entered upon its convalescence.;Andy nods, embarrassed. He gets up and hurries out. Red grins,, ,,¡¡¡¡"Is that you, Clement?" he asked. "Where the devil...? But, noticing his mistake, he broke off short and, with a frown, greeted Dolokhov as a stranger, asking what he could do for him.;¡¡¡¡During the entr'acte a whiff of cold air came into Helene's box, the door opened, and Anatole entered, stooping and trying not to brush against anyone.,,¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean was still Monsieur le Maire to her.,BOOK EIGHTH.--THE WICKED POOR MAN,...
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¡¡¡¡The goodman took off his coat and wrapped it round Cosette..¡¡¡¡Thirdly, it would have been senseless to sacrifice one's own troops in order to destroy the French army, which without external interference was destroying itself at such a rate that, though its path was not blocked, it could not carry across the frontier more than it actually did in December, namely a hundredth part of the original army.,CHAPTER XI ,¡¡¡¡Had he any incentive?,¡¡¡¡"You saw only that bearded and that long-haired man?",¡¡¡¡"But after all who asked them here? Serves them right, the bloody bastards!" he cried, suddenly lifting his head....¡¡¡¡The detachment picked up in the barricade a red flag, a package of cartridges, and three hundred pistol-balls. The National Guardsmen tore up the flag, and carried off its tattered remains on the points of their bayonets.;;¡¡¡¡Thus a prey to the conflicting movements of his thoughts, he dropped his head..
¡¡¡¡"The Emperor?... No, a minister.... prince... ambassador. Don't you see the plumes?..." was whispered among the crowd.,,¡¡¡¡Moreover, if one plays at cards, one is sure to lose all that one possesses! and as for the powder in the horn, it possesses the property of making your gun burst in your face.!¡¡¡¡"He'll make them get a move on, those fellows!" said another, laughing.,¡¡¡¡"I have begun giving the elder ones marks every evening, showing how they have behaved.".¡¡¡¡On arriving on a level with the top, a gust of wind carried away his cap, and allowed a perfectly white head to be seen:...
virtue cometh but on festivals. ,¡°Don't know¡what you're talking about¡¡± said Pettigrew again, more shrilly than ever. He wiped his face on his sleeve and looked up at Lupin. ¡°You don't believe this ¡ª this madness, Remus ¡ª¡± ,¡¡¡¡It was separated by the flooring, which had neither traps nor stairs, and which formed the diaphragm of the building, as it were.,LastIndexNext,BROOKS (V.O.);,!
¡¡¡¡"Just see the eyes he is making!" said Courfeyrac..!Quand, dans le taudis frais et printanier,.BOOK FOURTEENTH.--THE GRANDEURS OF DESPAIR!Norton and his men walk away.,¡¡¡¡"Andrew Sevastyanych!" said Rostov. "You know, we could crush them...."...
¡¡¡¡It must not be supposed that his reason was deranged. Quite the contrary.,¡¡¡¡You'll see how snug it is here!!,,Red's eyes widen. Guards yank him from his cell.,of kings (Isaiah xlv: 1.223 INT -- TUNNEL -- DAY (1966) 223!¡¡¡¡COSETTE....
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¡¡¡¡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.,At once, Voldemort's wand began to emit echoing screams of pain¡then - Voldemort's red eyes widened with shock - a dense, smoky hand flew out of the tip of it and vanished¡the ghost of the hand he had made Wormtail¡more shouts of pain¡and then something much larger began to blossom from Voldemort's wand tip, a great, grayish something, that looked as though it were made of the solidest, densest smoke.¡It was a head¡now a chest and arms¡the torso of Cedric Diggory. ,¡¡¡¡An interesting and picturesque peculiarity of this sort of dwelling is the enormous size of the spiders.,¡¡¡¡Little Gavroche marched in front with that deafening song which made of him a sort of trumpet.,,¡¡¡¡"Ah, my God! my God! When one thinks who and what- what trash- can cause people misery!" he said with a malignity that alarmed Princess Mary.,;¡¡¡¡The writers of universal histories and of the history of culture are like people who, recognizing the defects of paper money, decide to substitute for it money made of metal that has not the specific gravity of gold. It may indeed make jingling coin, but will do no more than that. Paper money may deceive the ignorant, but nobody is deceived by tokens of base metal that have no value but merely jingle. As gold is gold only if it is serviceable not merely for exchange but also for use, so universal historians will be valuable only when they can reply to history's essential question: what is power? The universal historians give contradictory replies to that question, while the historians of culture evade it and answer something quite different. And as counters of imitation gold can be used only among a group of people who agree to accept them as gold, or among those who do not know the nature of gold, so universal historians and historians of culture, not answering humanity's essential question, serve as currency for some purposes of their own, only in universities and among the mass of readers who have a taste for what they call "serious reading." !
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¡¡¡¡There is no French tomb....¡¡¡¡Continued abstention from speech, and constant avoidance of everything that might lead up to the subject- this halting on all sides at the boundary of what they might not mention- brought before their minds with still greater purity and clearness what they were both feeling.,¡¡¡¡"Monsieur Fabantou, yes, that is it.!¡¡¡¡Balashev was only two horses' length from the equestrian with the bracelets, plunies, necklaces, and gold embroidery, who was galloping toward him with a theatrically solemn countenance, when Julner, the French colonel, whispered respectfully: "The King of Naples!" It was, in fact, Murat, now called "King of Naples." Though it was quite incomprehensible why he should be King of Naples, he was called so, and was himself convinced that he was so, and therefore assumed a more solemn and important air than formerly. He was so sure that he really was the King of Naples that when, on the eve of his departure from that city, while walking through the streets with his wife, some Italians called out to him: "Viva il re!"* he turned to his wife with a pensive smile and said: "Poor fellows, they don't know that I am leaving them tomorrow!" ,,...RED,¡¡¡¡"Well, good-by, Theodore. Thank you for everything and farewell!" said Anatole. "Well, comrades and friends..." he considered for a moment "...of my youth, farewell!" he said, turning to Makarin and the others..
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¡¡¡¡"And I was wishing for his death!" thought Princess Mary..Say that when you been inside as long as Brooks has.,,¡¡¡¡The invisible police of the insurrection were on the watch everywhere, and maintained order, that is to say, night.,LastIndexNext.¡¡¡¡"Ah, my God! my God! When one thinks who and what- what trash- can cause people misery!" he said with a malignity that alarmed Princess Mary..¡¡¡¡A black sky rested on these dead streets, as though an immense winding-sheet were being outspread over this immense tomb.;.¡¡¡¡It is because, right at bottom, it was wrong in form..
¡¡¡¡"We've been told to keep order, and that no one is to leave their homes or take away a single grain, and that's all about it!" cried another....¡¡¡¡Boris' uniform, spurs, tie, and the way his hair was brushed were all comme il faut and in the latest fashion. This Natasha noticed at once. He sat rather sideways in the armchair next to the countess, arranging with his right hand the cleanest of gloves that fitted his left hand like a skin, and he spoke with a particularly refined compression of his lips about the amusements of the highest Petersburg society, recalling with mild irony old times in Moscow and Moscow acquaintances. It was not accidentally, Natasha felt, that he alluded, when speaking of the highest aristocracy, to an ambassador's ball he had attended, and to invitations he had received from N.N. and S.S.,...Police cruisers everywhere. A media circus. REPORTERS jostle,,LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡Ney, who came last, had been busying himself blowing up the walls of Smolensk which were in nobody's way, because despite the unfortunate plight of the French or because of it, they wished to punish the floor against which they had hurt themselves. Ney, who had had a corps of ten thousand men, reached Napoleon at Orsha with only one thousand men left, having abandoned all the rest and all his cannon, and having crossed the Dnieper at night by stealth at a wooded spot.!
...¡°What?¡± said Ron, taken aback. ¡°You've already asked her?¡± ;¡¡¡¡When Natasha left the room Pierre's confusion and awkwardness immediately vanished and were replaced by eager excitement. He quickly moved an armchair toward Princess Mary.....;¡¡¡¡One feels in it the wild and ancient sadness of those vagrants of the Court of Miracles who played at cards with packs of their own, some of which have come down to us.,¡¡¡¡"Yes, very often. And do you know the new way of courting?" said Pierre with an amused smile, evidently in that cheerful mood of good humored raillery for which he so often reproached himself in his diary..