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  She heard, or thought she heard, the names of Kuragin and Bolkonski. But she was always imagining that. It always seemed to her that everyone who looked at her was thinking only of what had happened to her. With a sinking heart, wretched as she always was now when she found herself in a crowd, Natasha in her lilac silk dress trimmed with black lace walked- as women can walk- with the more repose and stateliness the greater the pain and shame in her soul. She knew for certain that she was pretty, but this no longer gave her satisfaction as it used to. On the contrary it tormented her more than anything else of late, and particularly so on this bright, hot summer day in town. "It's Sunday again- another week past," she thought, recalling that she had been here the Sunday before, "and always the same life that is no life, and the same surroundings in which it used to be so easy to live. I'm pretty, I'm young, and I know that now I am good. I used to be bad, but now I know I am good," she thought, "but yet my best years are slipping by and are no good to anyone." She stood by her mother's side and exchanged nods with acquaintances near her. From habit she scrutinized the ladies' dresses, condemned the bearing of a lady standing close by who was not crossing herself properly but in a cramped manner, and again she thought with vexation that she was herself being judged and was judging others, and suddenly, at the sound of the service, she felt horrified at her own vileness, horrified that the former purity of her soul was again lost to her.,There is a kind of followers likewise, which are dangerous, being indeed ,fit of anger: but howsoever you show bitterness, do not act anything that is not ,  "Good day, Babet!",  "Here they are in prison, and henceforth they will be incapacitated for doing any harm," he thought, "but what a lamentable family in distress!",LastIndex.CHAPTER IX ...

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.,  "Why is it others see things and I don't?" she said. "You sit down now, Sonya. You absolutely must, tonight! Do it for me.... Today I feel so frightened!",  Among the Russian prisoners rescued by Denisov and Dolokhov was Pierre Bezukhov. ;  It is because revolution cannot be really conquered, and that being providential and absolutely fatal, it is always cropping up afresh:,;  He was displeased with Marius and with himself. He was conscious that he was brusque, and that Marius was cold. It caused the goodman unendurable and irritating anxiety to feel so tender and forlorn within, and only to be able to be hard outside. Bitterness returned.,;  While the marshal was passing, the prisoners had huddled together in a crowd, and Pierre saw Karataev whom he had not yet seen that morning. He sat in his short overcoat leaning against a birch tree. On his face, besides the look of joyful emotion it had worn yesterday while telling the tale of the merchant who suffered innocently, there was now an expression of quiet solemnity.,!

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  At five o'clock, two Belgian deserters reported to him that they had just quitted their regiment, and that the English army was ready for battle. "So much the better!" exclaimed Napoleon.;BOOK NINE: 1812,  "Yes, you are a great friend of Bolkonski's, no doubt she wants to send him a message," said the count. "Oh dear! Oh dear! How happy it all was!", ,  The tears flowed faster still from the countess' eyes. She took his hand and kissed it.;  He felt the plucking at the strange chord. Alas! the supreme trial, let us say rather, the only trial, is the loss of the beloved being.,  Her body was lost in the darkness, and only her head was visible. One would have pronounced her a mask of Decrepitude carved out by a light from the night.!
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Now, in this work of education, in this grave matter of preparing a woman for life, what science is required to combat that vast ignorance which is called innocence!,  "It is easy for those who are accustomed to skim the favors of the great, and to spring, like a bird from bough to bough, from an afflicted fortune to a flourishing one, to show themselves harsh towards their Prince in his adversity; but as for me, the fortune of my Kings and especially of my afflicted Kings, will always be venerable to me.",the latter of whom, it is said; iuventutem egit enwibus, imo fwonbus, plenorn. And ,  From the time the first person said and proved that the number of births or of crimes is subject to mathematical laws, and that this or that mode of government is determined by certain geographical and economic conditions, and that certain relations of population to soil produce migrations of peoples, the foundations on which history had been built were destroyed in their essence.;,  "No... Why should it be? On the contrary... But why do you ask me?",;

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  Coming!" said she.;  The door closed behind her.,  The men became silent. The soldier who had been struck groaned and wiped his face, which had been scratched till it bled by his falling against the wattle.,....  The horses that had previously been invisible could now be seen to their very tails, and a watery light showed itself through the bare branches. Petya shook himself, jumped up, took a ruble from his pocket and gave it to Likhachev; then he flourished the saber, tested it, and sheathed it. The Cossacks were untying their horses and tightening their saddle girths.!

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,  The first story contained, as we have said, numerous chambers and several attics, only one of which was occupied by the old woman who took charge of Jean Valjean's housekeeping; all the rest was uninhabited.;  "Kuragin! Come back!" shouted Dolokhov. "Betrayed! Back!",  The termination in mar has been added recently.,,  And he offered the two newspapers, unfolded, to Marius,,....

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,.  When Balashev had ended, Napoleon again took out his snuffbox, sniffed at it, and stamped his foot twice on the floor as a signal. The door opened, a gentleman-in-waiting, bending respectfully, handed the Emperor his hat and gloves; another brought hima pocket handkerchief. Napoleon, without giving them a glance, turned to Balashev:;...? Leo Tolstoy.  These lamentable tribes of darkness have no longer merely the desperate audacity of actions, they possess the heedless audacity of mind.,  "How can we fight the French, Prince?" said Count Rostopchin. "Can we arm ourselves against our teachers and divinities? Look at our youths, look at our ladies! The French are our Gods: Paris is our Kingdom of Heaven.";  Insurrection is sometimes resurrection.;

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  "I have loved you from the very first moment I saw you. May I hope?"!,  The old woman was in the chamber, putting things in order....LastIndexNext...,.

  That simple, modest, and therefore truly great, figure could not be cast in the false mold of a European hero- the supposed ruler of men- that history has invented.;^I'm not telling you, it's her business, ̄ said Ginny. .^Course Dumbledore trusts you, ̄ growled Moody. ^Hes a trusting man, isn't he? Believes in second chances. But me - I say there are spots that don't come off, Snape. Spots that never come off, d'you know what I mean? ̄ ,  And he flung the stone at the lantern, whose broken glass fell with such a clatter that the bourgeois in hiding behind their curtains in the opposite house cried:,.,usury, the one free, and general for all; the other under licence only, to certain ,CHAPTER III !!

  He would have slipped through our fingers! It was my beard that saved us! my romantic beard! my pretty little romantic beard!"...,  "My daughter--",  An arrondissement of the Pas de Calais has just been the theatre of an event quite out of the ordinary course.,  In this case one dies within the month.,  He gave orders to Milhaud's cuirassiers to carry the table-land of Mont-Saint-Jean.,becomes youth well, but not age: so Tully saith of Hortentius; idem manebat, neque .

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And now Wormtail was whimpering. He pulled a long, thin, shining silver dagger from inside his cloak. His voice broke into petrified sobs. ,  He had been proscribed, a wanderer, poor.,;      La mort est secourable et la mort est tranquille.,  THE BEWILDERMENT OF PERFECT HAPPINESS;  He gazed with some intentness at the English barricades of the two highways,--two large abatis of trees, that on the road to Genappe above La Haie-Sainte, armed with two cannon, the only ones out of all the English artillery which commanded the extremity of the field of battle, and that on the road to Nivelles where gleamed the Dutch bayonets of Chasse's brigade.,  And making his way out of the hole as he had entered it, he slipped down the elephant's leg with the agility of a monkey, landed on his feet in the grass, grasped the child of five round the body, and planted him fairly in the middle of the ladder, then he began to climb up behind him, shouting to the elder:--,  He stared at the wall, then he looked at himself, wondering that it should be that chamber and that it should be he.!;

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,139 The wood shop machines are turned off, buzzing to a stop... 139,  "Ah, good Heavens!" ejaculated the gardener.,.  The day was clear and frosty. Kutuzov rode to Dobroe on his plump little white horse, followed by an enormous suite of discontented generals who whispered among themselves behind his back. All along the road groups of French prisoners captured that day (there were seven thousand of them) were crowding to warm themselves at campfires. Near Dobroe an immense crowd of tattered prisoners, buzzing with talk and wrapped and bandaged in anything they had been able to get hold of, were standing in the road beside a long row of unharnessed French guns. At the approach of the commander in chief the buzz of talk ceased and all eyes were fixed on Kutuzov who, wearing a white cap with a red band and a padded overcoat that bulged on his round shoulders, moved slowly along the road on his white horse. One of the generals was reporting to him where the guns and prisoners had been captured., ,be too sensible of hurt: for no man is angry, that feels not himself hurt: and therefore tender and delicate persons must needs be oft angry: they have so many things to trouble them; which more robust natures have little sense of. The next is, the apprehension and construction of the injury offered, to be, in the circumstances ,  "Monsieur?",!

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