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ĦĦĦĦPetya soon came to himself, the color returned to his face, the pain had passed, and at the cost of that temporary unpleasantness he had obtained a place by the cannon from where he hoped to see the Emperor who would be returning that way. Petya no longer thought of presenting his petition. If he could only see the Emperor he would be happy!,wherein may disgrace him more, than the carrying of it through can honour him. Honour that is gained and broken upon another, hath the quickest reflection; like diamonds cut with facets. ,ĦĦĦĦ"What nonsense it is," Natasha suddenly exclaimed, "about honeymoons, and that the greatest happiness is at first! On the contrary, now is the best of all. If only you did not go away! Do you remember how we quarreled? And it was always my fault. Always mine. And what we quarreled about- I don't even remember!",ĦĦĦĦBrujon, who was somewhat of an oracle, and who had, as the reader knows, "put up the job," had not as yet spoken.,,ĦĦĦĦ"Yes, yes, call him. A poor little fellow," Denisov repeated.,ĦĦĦĦ"Nicholas, you are talking nonsense! Be quiet, be quiet, be quiet, I tell you!..." she almost screamed, so as to drown his voice.,ĦĦĦĦThe change that took place in Natasha at first surprised Princess Mary; but when she understood its meaning it grieved her. "Can she have loved my brother so little as to be able to forget him so soon?" she thought when she reflected on the change. But when she was with Natasha she was not vexed with her and did not reproach her. The reawakened power of life that had seized Natasha was so evidently irrepressible and unexpected by her that in her presence Princess Mary felt that she had no right to reproach her even in her heart.!ĦĦĦĦThe first comer seizes a current of the throng and leads it whither he wills. A beginning full of terror, in which is mingled a sort of formidable gayety....
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ĦĦĦĦ"Yes.,,ĦĦĦĦThe chaplains bore good testimony as to his religious habits. It must not be forgotten that this passed under the Restoration..ĦĦĦĦA few minutes only separated Jean Valjean from that terrible precipice which yawned before him for the third time.,ĦĦĦĦ"I knew that you were there.!ĦĦĦĦHe approached a black frame which was suspended on the wall, and which contained, under glass, an ancient autograph letter of Jean Nicolas Pache, mayor of Paris and minister, and dated, through an error, no doubt, the 9th of June, of the year II., and in which Pache forwarded to the commune the list of ministers and deputies held in arrest by them.,ĦĦĦĦThe tiniest worm is of importance; the great is little, the little is great; everything is balanced in necessity; alarming vision for the mind.,ĦĦĦĦ"From whom did you get this?" she asked.! Find out more.
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Ħ°Where's Hagrid?Ħħ Harry repeated loudly. ;,ĦĦĦĦThat day he had no dinner.,ĦĦĦĦ"Well, adorer and courtier of the Emperor Alexander, why don't you say anything?" said he, as if it was ridiculous, in his presence, to be the adorer and courtier of anyone but himself, Napoleon. "Are the horses ready for the general?" he added, with a slight inclination of his head in reply to Balashev's bow. "Let him have mine, he has a long way to go!".ĦĦĦĦDuring the whole time of his convalescence in Orel Pierre had experienced a feeling of joy, freedom, and life; but when during his journey he found himself in the open world and saw hundreds of new faces, that feeling was intensified. Throughout his journey he felt like a schoolboy on holiday. Everyone- the stagecoach driver, the post-house overseers, the peasants on the roads and in the villages- had a new significance for him. The presence and remarks of Willarski who continually deplored the ignorance and poverty of Russia and its backwardness compared with Europe only heightened Pierre's pleasure. Where Willarski saw deadness Pierre saw an extraordinary strength and vitality- the strength which in that vast space amid the snows maintained the life of this original, peculiar, and unique people. He did not contradict Willarski and even seemed to agree with him- an apparent agreement being the simplest way to avoid discussions that could lead to nothing- and he smiled joyfully as he listened to him. ;ĦĦĦĦHe would have given fifteen thousand francs.,ĦĦĦĦA third of the visitors had already arrived, but the Rostovs, who were to be present, were still hurrying to get dressed.;ĦĦĦĦ"So there is a fair going on here?",ĦĦĦĦ"But you'll be late for dinner.".Find out more.
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ĦĦĦĦ*"From the sublime to the ridiculous is but a step." .ĦĦĦĦ"How fat those moneyed men are!,;,And yet, where there is no eminent odds in sufficiency, it is better to take with me more passable, than with the more able. And besides, to speak truth, in base times, active men are of more use, than virtuous. It is true that in government, it is good to use men of one rank equally: for to countenance some extraordinarily, is to make them insolent, and the rest discontent; because they may claim a due. ,ĦĦĦĦWhen the mob saw the cartridges, a tremor ran through the bravest, and a momentary silence ensued....ĦĦĦĦThis novice of an infantry had dash. This displeased Wellington....,ĦĦĦĦ"Good day, Gueulemer!"...
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But I say not, that the consideration of factions is to be neglected. Mean men, in their rising, must adhere; but great men, that have strength in themselves, were better to maintain themselves indifferent, and neutral. !ĦĦĦĦWhen the coach set out for Lagny a few minutes later, it did not encounter him in the principal street of Chelles.,ĦĦĦĦMy daughter dangerously injured, not a sou!...ĦĦĦĦ"Oh! don't go away," said she, "it will not be long now.",ĦĦĦĦThe Voltairians added, "Will Boulatruelle catch the devil, or will the devil catch Boulatruelle?",;;ĦĦĦĦWithout heeding the end of the Italian's remarks, and as though not hearing them, the Emperor, recognizing Bolkonski, addressed him graciously....
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,ĦĦĦĦMatelote, embrace me!!ĦĦĦĦ"No, Mamma, he doesn't want to sleep," said little Natasha with conviction. "He's laughing.";CHAPTER I ,ĦĦĦĦBefore joining the Western Army which was then, in May, encamped at Drissa, Prince Andrew visited Bald Hills which was directly on his way, being only two miles off the Smolensk highroad. During the last three years there had been so many changes in his life, he had thought, felt, and seen so much (having traveled both in the east and the west), that on reaching Bald Hills it struck him as strange and unexpected to find the way of life there unchanged and still the same in every detail. He entered through the gates with their stone pillars and drove up the avenue leading to the house as if he were entering an enchanted, sleeping castle. The same old stateliness, the same cleanliness, the same stillness reigned there, and inside there was the same furniture, the same walls, sounds, and smell, and the same timid faces, only somewhat older. Princess Mary was still the same timid, plain maiden getting on in years, uselessly and joylessly passing the best years of her life in fear and constant suffering. Mademoiselle Bourienne was the same coquettish, self-satisfied girl, enjoying every moment of her existence and full of joyous hopes for the future. She had merely become more self-confident, Prince Andrew thought. Dessalles, the tutor he had brought from Switzerland, was wearing a coat of Russian cut and talking broken Russian to the servants, but was still the same narrowly intelligent, conscientious, and pedantic preceptor. The old prince had changed in appearance only by the loss of a tooth, which left a noticeable gap on one side of his mouth; in character he was the same as ever, only showing still more irritability and skepticism as to what was happening in the world. Little Nicholas alone had changed. He had grown, become rosier, had curly dark hair, and, when merry and laughing, quite unconsciously lifted the upper lip of his pretty little mouth just as the little princess used to do. He alone did not obey the law of immutability in the enchanted, sleeping castle. But though externally all remained as of old, the inner relations of all these people had changed since Prince Andrew had seen them last. The household was divided into two alien and hostile camps, who changed their habits for his sake and only met because he was there. To the one camp belonged the old prince, Madmoiselle Bourienne, and the architect; to the other Princess Mary, Dessalles, little Nicholas, and all the old nurses and maids.,.ĦĦĦĦ"Vasili Dmitrich, entrust me with some commission! Please... for God's sake...!" said he.;
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;. ;ĦĦĦĦ"Yes, we are going," replied Nicholas reluctantly, for today, as he intended to hunt seriously, he did not want to take Natasha and Petya. "We are going, but only wolf hunting: it would be dull for you."...ĦĦĦĦThenardier, masterful and phlegmatic, cauterized the scruple with this saying: "Jean Jacques Rousseau did even better!",!