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¡¡¡¡What is Waterloo?.Harry pulled some crumpled robes out of the very bottom of his trunk to make way for folded ones and, as he did so, noticed a badly wrapped package lying in a corner of it. He could not think what it was doing there. He bent down, pulled it out from underneath his trainers and examined it.,¡¡¡¡Does any one think that Alighieri has any fewer things to say than Machiavelli? Is the under side of civilization any less important than the upper side merely because it is deeper and more sombre?,,¡¡¡¡He sat awhile in the hut joyfully recalling the details of his expedition and vividly picturing to himself what would happen next day......
¡¡¡¡"Yes, he meant to look in," answered Helene, and glanced attentively at Natasha.,¡¡¡¡"Why did you push yourself in there by daylight? You ass! Well, why haven't you taken one?",¡¡¡¡"Monsieur le Baron, in your interests I desired to know Jean Valjean thoroughly.;¡¡¡¡Princess Mary read the paper, and her face began to quiver with stifled sobs....¡°You are to go down to the Quidditch field tonight at nine o'clock. Potter,¡± she told him. ¡°Mr. Bagman will be there to tell the champions about the third task.¡± .¡¡¡¡"Do you know them?";,;RED (V.O.),¡¡¡¡In venery this is called false re-imbushment..
¡¡¡¡Her eyes were vague, and stared without seeing anything, and she cried in a low tone.,¡¡¡¡It was he! he who had written! he was there! it was he whose arm had been thrust through that railing!, ,¡¡¡¡"Oh, that count of yours!" said the princess malevolently. "He is a hypocrite, a rascal who has himself roused the people to riot. Didn't he write in those idiotic broadsheets that anyone, 'whoever it might be, should be dragged to the lockup by his hair'? (How silly!) 'And honor and glory to whoever captures him,' he says. This is what his cajolery has brought us to! Barbara Ivanovna told me the mob near killed her because she said something in French.",CHAPTER XXIV ,¡¡¡¡The stranger alone did not frighten her. On the contrary, he reassured her....,sacrifice themselves by fire. Nay, the wives strive to be burned with the corpses ,¡¡¡¡Count Rostov approved of this suggestion, appreciating its reasonableness. If the old man came round it would be all the better to visit him in Moscow or at Bald Hills later on; and if not, the wedding, against his wishes, could only be arranged at Otradnoe.;
¡¡¡¡Besides these Russians and foreigners who propounded new and unexpected ideas every day- especially the foreigners, who did so with a boldness characteristic of people employed in a country not their own- there were many secondary personages accompanying the army because their principals were there.,¡¡¡¡"Kisss! kisss!" he cried.,!,¡¡¡¡"I shan't believe anyone, I know she doesn't like me," replied Natasha boldly as she took the letter, and her face expressed a cold and angry resolution that caused Marya Dmitrievna to look at her more intently and to frown.,¡¡¡¡"What do you mean by that?" asked the woman.,¡¡¡¡"What riots?";
? Leo Tolstoy!The old guys just grin and shake their heads....¡¡¡¡And he was seized with a fit of melancholy.!¡¡¡¡An aperture large enough to allow a man to pass through had been made between the wall of the houses and the extremity of the barricade which was furthest from the wine-shop, so that an exit was possible at this point.,¡¡¡¡"So it is! It is!",¡¡¡¡IN WHAT MIRROR M. MADELEINE CONTEMPLATES HIS HAIR...¡¡¡¡Destroy this Champmathieu, do! That is right!,¡¡¡¡Everyone moved back, and the Emperor came smiling out of the drawing room leading his hostess by the hand but not keeping time to the music. The host followed with Marya Antonovna Naryshkina; then came ambassadors, ministers, and various generals, whom Peronskaya diligently named. More than half the ladies already had partners and were taking up, or preparing to take up, their positions for the polonaise. Natasha felt that she would be left with her mother and Sonya among a minority of women who crowded near the wall, not having been invited to dance. She stood with her slender arms hanging down, her scarcely defined bosom rising and falling regularly, and with bated breath and glittering, frightened eyes gazed straight before her, evidently prepared for the height of joy or misery. She was not concerned about the Emperor or any of those great people whom Peronskaya was pointing out- she had but one thought: "Is it possible no one will ask me, that I shall not be among the first to dance? Is it possible that not one of all these men will notice me? They do not even seem to see me, or if they do they look as if they were saying, 'Ah, she's not the one I'm after, so it's not worth looking at her!' No, it's impossible," she thought. "They must know how I long to dance, how splendidly I dance, and how they would enjoy dancing with me.",¡¡¡¡And not letting them interrupt her she went on to tell what she had never yet mentioned to anyone- all she had lived through during those three weeks of their journey and life at Yaroslavl..
.,.¡¡¡¡"What?" asked Countess Mary, surprised.,of things amongst men, is the vicissitude of sects and religions. For those orbs rule !¡¡¡¡"The Karagins, Julie- and Boris with them. One can see at once that they're engaged....",¡¡¡¡"Oh, I took one all right," said Tikhon.,¡¡¡¡The lieutenant colonel of hussars smiled beneath his mustache at the orderly's tone, dismounted, gave his horse to a dispatch runner, and approached Bolkonski with a slight bow. Bolkonski made room for him on the bench and the lieutenant colonel sat down beside him..
¡¡¡¡"May I call in that boy who was taken prisoner and give him something to eat?... Perhaps...",¡¡¡¡Poets are very fond of wearing the trousers of dealers in rabbit skins and the overcoats of peers of France."!¡¡¡¡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:,¡¡¡¡She turned towards him; she was making a visible effort to be calm and "very good," as she expressed it in the feebleness of illness which resembles infancy, in order that, seeing her so peaceable, they might make no difficulty about bringing Cosette to her., ,!¡¡¡¡There was a rustling among the crowd and it again subsided, so that Pierre distinctly heard the pleasantly human voice of the Emperor saying with emotion:,¡¡¡¡From that time forth, was it chance? she saw him pass nearly every day....
NORTON,¡¡¡¡"How she blushes, how she blushes, my pretty!" said Helene. "You must certainly come. If you love somebody, my charmer, that is not a reason to shut yourself up. Even if you are engaged, I am sure your fiance would wish you to go into society rather than be bored to death."!¡¡¡¡He had looked on at his own drama as a piece which one does not understand.,¡¡¡¡"That's a sign of a good harvest next year.",!.
¡¡¡¡There are two sides to the life of every man, his individual life, which is the more free the more abstract its interests, and his elemental hive life in which he inevitably obeys laws laid down for him.,¡¡¡¡Anatole was at the door, evidently on the lookout for the Rostovs. Immediately after greeting the count he went up to Natasha and followed her. As soon as she saw him she was seized by the same feeling she had had at the opera- gratified vanity at his admiration of her and fear at the absence of a moral barrier between them..¡¡¡¡Sometimes the old count would come up, kiss Prince Andrew, and ask his advice about Petya's education or Nicholas' service. The old countess sighed as she looked at them; Sonya was always getting frightened lest she should be in the way and tried to find excuses for leaving them alone, even when they did not wish it. When Prince Andrew spoke (he could tell a story very well), Natasha listened to him with pride; when she spoke she noticed with fear and joy that he gazed attentively and scrutinizingly at her. She asked herself in perplexity: "What does he look for in me? He is trying to discover something by looking at me! What if what he seeks in me is not there?" Sometimes she fell into one of the mad, merry moods characteristic of her, and then she particularly loved to hear and see how Prince Andrew laughed. He seldom laughed, but when he did he abandoned himself entirely to his laughter, and after such a laugh she always felt nearer to him. Natasha would have been completely happy if the thought of the separation awaiting her and drawing near had not terrified her, just as the mere thought of it made him turn pale and cold.,¡¡¡¡The idea of being made a fool of and of having thrown away that whole month of arduous melancholy service to Julie, and of seeing all the revenue from the Penza estates which he had already mentally apportioned and put to proper use fall into the hands of another, and especially into the hands of that idiot Anatole, pained Boris. He drove to the Karagins' with the firm intention of proposing. Julie met him in a gay, careless manner, spoke casually of how she had enjoyed yesterday's ball, and asked when he was leaving. Though Boris had come intentionally to speak of his love and therefore meant to be tender, he began speaking irritably of feminine inconstancy, of how easily women can turn from sadness to joy, and how their moods depend solely on who happens to be paying court to them. Julie was offended and replied that it was true that a woman needs variety, and the same thing over and over again would weary anyone.,.¡¡¡¡"What... what they have brought us to!" Kutuzov suddenly cried in an agitated voice, evidently picturing vividly to himself from Prince Andrew's story the condition Russia was in. "But give me time, give me time!" he said with a grim look, evidently not wishing to continue this agitating conversation, and added: "I sent for you to keep you with me.",¡¡¡¡He could not rejoin the army where he would have been made colonel at the next vacancy, for his mother now clung to him as her one hold on life; and so despite his reluctant to remain in Moscow among people who had known him before, and despite his abhorrence of the civil service, he accepted a post in Moscow in that service, doffed the uniform of which he was so fond, and moved with his mother and Sonya to a small house on the Sivtsev Vrazhek.!¡¡¡¡He gave orders to Milhaud's cuirassiers to carry the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean.!
¡¡¡¡a bush is a point of support; an angle of the wall offers them a rest to the shoulder; for the lack of a hovel under whose cover they can draw up, a regiment yields its ground; an unevenness in the ground, a chance turn in the landscape, a cross-path encountered at the right moment, a grove, a ravine, can stay the heel of that colossus which is called an army, and prevent its retreat.,¡°Underwater¡¡± Harry said slowly. ¡°Myrtle¡what lives in the lake, apart from the giant squid?¡± ...LastIndexNext,¡¡¡¡It seems that that is not to be done. In short, there are many things which I cannot tell..¡¡¡¡There was nothing in Pierre's soul now at all like what had troubled it during his courtship of Helene.,BOOK SIX: 1808 - 10,¡¡¡¡Effusion followed silence, which is fulness.,¡¡¡¡This vessel, battered as it was,--for the sea had handled it roughly,-- produced a fine effect as it entered the roads.!
¡¡¡¡In the preceding year, Wellington, with the sagacity of foresight, had examined it as the possible seat of a great battle.,Hermione let out a sputter of indignation. ,¡®I don't understand what you're saying,¡¯ said Harry.,Black's gaunt face broke into the first true smile Harry had seen upon it. The difference it made was startling, as though a person ten years younger were shining through the starved mask; for a moment, he was recognizable as the man who had laughed at Harry's parents¡¯ wedding. ,¡¡¡¡ The band augmented every moment.,,¡¡¡¡"Boy! five centimes' worth of bread."...
!¡¡¡¡"I'm going!" cried Gavroche.!¡¡¡¡"You are wretches, but my life is not worth the trouble of defending it.;¡¡¡¡At that moment, the cudgelling, multiplied by a hundred hands, became zealous, blows with the flat of the sword were mingled with it, it was a perfect storm of whips and clubs; the convicts bent before it, a hideous obedience was evoked by the torture, and all held their peace, darting glances like chained wolves.!BOOK FIRST.-WATERLOO;¡¡¡¡He could not rejoin the army where he would have been made colonel at the next vacancy, for his mother now clung to him as her one hold on life; and so despite his reluctant to remain in Moscow among people who had known him before, and despite his abhorrence of the civil service, he accepted a post in Moscow in that service, doffed the uniform of which he was so fond, and moved with his mother and Sonya to a small house on the Sivtsev Vrazhek.!¡¡¡¡ When an event is taking place people express their opinions and wishes about it, and as the event results from the collective activity of many people, some one of the opinions or wishes expressed is sure to be fulfilled if but approximately. When one of the opinions expressed is fulfilled, that opinion gets connected with the event as a command preceding it..Et je te donnais le tasse en japon.,¡¡¡¡And evidently suppressing his vexation with difficulty, he turned away from the boy..
¡¡¡¡Pierre began to tell about Karataev, but paused. By this time he had risen from the table and was pacing the room, Natasha following him with her eyes. Then he added:...¡¡¡¡"Nothing, nothing." She smiled at Pierre through her tears. "Good night! It is time for bed."... ;.!be employed upon merchandising; which is the vena porta of wealth in a state. The ,¡¡¡¡In the afternoon, extraordinary noises broke out in Paris. They resembled shots and the clamors of a multitude.,So are there some vain persons, that whatsoever goeth alone, or moveth upon greater means, if they have never so little hand in it, they think it is they that carry it They that are glorious, must needs be factious; for all bravery stands upon comparisons. They must needs be violent, to make good their own vaunts. Neither can they be secret, and therefore not effectual; but according to die French proverb; beaucoup de bruit, peu de fruit: much bruit, little fruit Yet certainly there is use of this quality, in civil affairs. ,¡¡¡¡She's not a woman, she's an ox."!
? Victor Hugo,¡¡¡¡Jondrette's voice became audible again:--,¡¡¡¡Well, you may assuredly tell me what is the matter with you, and I will go and speak to the persons; sometimes it is enough if some one speaks to the persons, that suffices to let them understand matters, and everything comes right. Make use of me.",? Leo Tolstoy,;¡¡¡¡All at once he shouted:--....¡¡¡¡Jean Valjean demanded an audience with the revered prioress and told her that, having come into a little inheritance at the death of his brother, which permitted him henceforth to live without working, he should leave the service of the convent and take his daughter with him; but that, as it was not just that Cosette, since she had not taken the vows, should have received her education gratuitously, he humbly begged the Reverend Prioress to see fit that he should offer to the community, as indemnity, for the five years which Cosette had spent there, the sum of five thousand francs....
¡¡¡¡"I really must have been exceedingly stupid not to have thought to bring my gun," he said to himself, "since I was going hunting!",,¡¡¡¡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..¡¡¡¡At the same time, a sort of pale, thin, small, freckled, and youthful artisan, clad in a tattered blouse and patched trousers of ribbed velvet, and who had rather the air of a girl accoutred as a man than of a man, emerged from the lodge and said to Courfeyrac in a voice which was not the least in the world like a woman's voice:--,Andy turns and walks away..? Leo Tolstoy...BROOKS (V.O.)...
¡¡¡¡Cosette was not there.!¡¡¡¡As he always went to bed at ten o'clock, Marius did not come to the garden on such occasions until after that hour, when, from the street, he heard Cosette open the long glass door on the veranda.,¡¡¡¡"Eh!!RED (V.O.),,¡¡¡¡"Where to?" Pierre asked himself. "Where can I go now? Surely not to the Club or to pay calls?" All men seemed so pitiful, so poor, in comparison with this feeling of tenderness and love he experienced: in comparison with that softened, grateful, last look she had given him through her tears..
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.¡¡¡¡"If Monsieur desires to witness a case, it is rather late. The sittings generally close at six o'clock.",¡¡¡¡That day he dined with the marshal, at the same board on the barrels.;,,Need More Free Ebooks, Pls Go To!¡¡¡¡Prince Andrew frowned and remained silent..
¡¡¡¡It seemed as though that mass had become a monster and had but one soul.,,¡¡¡¡Seven years had passed. The storm-tossed sea of European history had subsided within its shores and seemed to have become calm. But the mysterious forces that move humanity (mysterious because the laws of their motion are unknown to us) continued to operate., .¡¡¡¡Burtot, wine-merchant.,,¡¡¡¡Bahorel and Jean Prouvaire had found them and swelled the group.,.
¡¡¡¡He had warned Cosette.!¡¡¡¡Kutuzov glanced inquiringly at him.,¡¡¡¡He had fallen back into reality.,¡¡¡¡Of the artillery baggage train which had consisted of a hundred and twenty wagons, not more than sixty now remained; the rest had been captured or left behind. Some of Junot's wagons also had been captured or abandoned. Three wagons had been raided and robbed by stragglers from Davout's corps. From the talk of the Germans Pierre learned that a larger guard had been allotted to that baggage train than to the prisoners, and that one of their comrades, a German soldier, had been shot by the marshal's own order because a silver spoon belonging to the marshal had been found in his possession.,¡¡¡¡It was high time.,BOOK EIGHT: 1811 - 12.¡¡¡¡"That is life," said the old teacher.;
, ,.¡¡¡¡No one answered.,;¡¡¡¡All the other historians suffer from being somewhat dazzled, and in this dazzled state they fumble about. It was a day of lightning brilliancy; in fact, a crumbling of the military monarchy which, to the vast stupefaction of kings, drew all the kingdoms after it--the fall of force, the defeat of war.,.everybody's attention to the loading dock. The outer gate swings open...revealing a gray prison bus outside.;!
¡¡¡¡A little street, the Rue du Chemin-Vert-Saint-Antoine, opened out between two timber-yards enclosed in walls....¡¡¡¡"Well?" asked Napoleon.!, ,¡¡¡¡he shook himself.,¡¡¡¡"What relation are you to Intendant General Kiril Andreevich Denisov?" asked Kutuzov, interrupting him.,;¡¡¡¡She murmured:--....
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,;You know, a place like that, I'd need a man who can get things.,¡¡¡¡At the review next day the Emperor asked Prince Andrew where he would like to serve, and Prince Andrew lost his standing in court circles forever by not asking to remain attached to the sovereign's person, but for permission to serve in the army. .¡¡¡¡"Well?",¡¡¡¡And the grandfather says: `That's a simple matter.,¡¡¡¡The staircase has two stories; the English, besieged on the staircase, and massed on its upper steps, had cut off the lower steps.;
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¡¡¡¡There ensued one of those silences which occur only in the presence of prodigies.;¡¡¡¡After dinner Natasha, at Prince Andrew's request, went to the clavichord and began singing. Prince Andrew stood by a window talking to the ladies and listened to her. In the midst of a phrase he ceased speaking and suddenly felt tears choking him, a thing he had thought impossible for him. He looked at Natasha as she sang, and something new and joyful stirred in his soul. He felt happy and at the same time sad. He had absolutely nothing to weep about yet he was ready to weep. What about? His former love? The little princess? His disillusionments?... His hopes for the future?... Yes and no. The chief reason was a sudden, vivid sense of the terrible contrast between something infinitely great and illimitable within him and that limited and material something that he, and even she, was. This contrast weighed on and yet cheered him while she sang....,.¡¡¡¡Balashev bowed his head affirmatively.;¡¡¡¡She did the right thing with such precision, such complete precision, that Anisya Fedorovna, who had at once handed her the handkerchief she needed for the dance, had tears in her eyes, though she laughed as she watched this slim, graceful countess, reared in silks and velvets and so different from herself, who yet was able to understand all that was in Anisya and in Anisya's father and mother and aunt, and in every Russian man and woman.;Harry felt the familiar sensation of a hook being jerked behind his navel. The polished wooden floor was gone from beneath his feet; the Atrium, Fudge and Dumbledore had all disappeared and he was flying forwards in a whirlwind of colour and sound ....
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¡¡¡¡The formidable neck and shoulders belonged to Javert.,¡¡¡¡Thence arose for his wall the flaring sign, and for his inn the name which it bore in the neighborhood, of "the cabaret of the Sergeant of Waterloo.",BOOK EIGHT: 1811 - 12...¡¡¡¡"Quite beside themselves, Yakov Alpatych; they've fetched another barrel.",BROOKS;;¡¡¡¡A WOUND WITHOUT, HEALING WITHIN;
.¡¡¡¡Place all those scoundrels in the hands of justice?!¡¡¡¡This movement was like a flash of lightning.,¡¡¡¡He launched a furious glance on the sly at Marius, which was instantly extinguished.,¡¡¡¡Here Bahorel recognized at a window a pale young man with a black beard who was watching them as they passed, probably a Friend of the A B C. He shouted to him:--,¡¡¡¡"Now then! Nearly ready? You're dawdling!" he shouted to the servants.,¡¡¡¡While Jondrette thus talked, with an apparent incoherence which detracted nothing from the thoughtful and sagacious expression of his physiognomy, Marius raised his eyes, and perceived at the other end of the room a person whom he had not seen before. A man had just entered, so softly that the door had not been heard to turn on its hinges.!
54 Of Vainglory ...¡¡¡¡"Well, nephew, you're going for a big wolf," said "Uncle." "Mind and don't let her slip!",,¡¡¡¡"I promised to go to a reception.",,¡¡¡¡"Little fellow yourself.",,!¡¡¡¡That's bad for you."!