Some one, a person to whom one replies not, took the responsibility on himself.,? Leo Tolstoy... No one can enter now.",!, The attack on Hougomont was something of a feint; the plan was to draw Wellington thither, and to make him swerve to the left. This plan would have succeeded if the four companies of the English guards and the brave Belgians of Perponcher's division had not held the position solidly, and Wellington, instead of massing his troops there, could confine himself to despatching thither, as reinforcements, only four more companies of guards and one battalion from Brunswick.!CHAPTER XII ,? Victor Hugo, He did not know exactly himself.;
?1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10!56 Of Judicature ,Leonard catches Red's eye, turns and grabs a specific stack of clean sheets. He hands it across to Red --, The birds take liberties with the mannikin, foul creatures alight upon it, the bourgeois laugh at it.,BROOKS;...
"Have you a mother?" asked Jean Valjean.!,; "But I am cured!, Several minutes elapsed thus, and the light retreated., On leaving the convent, he took in his own arms the little valise the key to which he still wore on his person, and would permit no porter to touch it., During all this time, Little Gavroche, who alone had not quitted his post, but had remained on guard, thought he espied some men stealthily approaching the barricade..
"How am I? If we grumble at sickness, God won't grant us death," replied Platon, and at once resumed the story he had begun., I like you better in love with a petticoat, sapristi! with twenty petticoats, than with M. de Robespierre. For my part, I will do myself the justice to say, that in the line of sans-culottes, I have never loved any one but women., "Here it is," said the soldier.,? Victor Hugo, It was necessary to fight an unexpected battle at Smolensk to save our lines of communication. The battle was fought and thousands were killed on both sides.; No one can enter now.", The bravest hesitated to pronounce his own condemnation., What did Cosette's soul contain?.
Marius could not repress a cry of joy., "Why are there none?" asked the princess.. , Poor Cosette said nothing. As she had seated herself beside him and leaned her head against him, Jean Valjean had fancied that she was asleep..Dufresne.; "Oh, come, ma cousine! Where do you get your information from? On the contrary..."! "How strange it is, one grows attached.! Good God! no one knows who has been there or will be there.";
LastIndexNext;Hermione pulled her robes out of Pettigrew's clutching hands and backed away against the wall, looking horrified. ; He never passed this man without giving him a few sous..ANDY, Cosette had not quitted the Rue Plumet without making an effort at resistance.;, ; The guide had answered No. We might almost affirm that Napoleon's catastrophe originated in that sign of a peasant's head..
"Nicholas has the weakness of never agreeing with anything not generally accepted. But I understand that you value what opens up a fresh line," said she, repeating words Pierre had once uttered., Tikhon scratched his back with one hand and his head with the other, then suddenly his whole face expanded into a beaming, foolish grin, disclosing a gap where he had lost a tooth (that was why he was called Shcherbaty- the gap-toothed). Denisov smiled, and Petya burst into a peal of merry laughter in which Tikhon himself joined., !MAN #2,,, "Ulyulyulyu!" whispered Rostov, pouting his lips. The borzois jumped up, jerking the rings of the leashes and pricking their ears. Karay finished scratching his hindquarters and, cocking his ears, got up with quivering tail from which tufts of matted hair hung down., MANY INTERROGATION POINTS WITH REGARD TO A CERTAIN LE CABUC WHOSE NAME MAY NOT HAVE BEEN LE CABUC, "What else is there?".CHAPTER XII , "Fire!" said the voice.;
A hod of plaster for me to stop this hole with! Your barricade is very small.... There is an affair in the Rue Plumet.,｀SIRIUS!¨ he bellowed. ｀SIRIUS!¨, The scene of the third act represented a palace in which many candles were burning and pictures of knights with short beards hung on the walls. In the middle stood what were probably a king and a queen. The king waved his right arm and, evidently nervous, sang something badly and sat down on a crimson throne. The maiden who had been first in white and then in light blue, now wore only a smock, and stood beside the throne with her hair down. She sang something mournfully, addressing the queen, but the king waved his arm severely, and men and women with bare legs came in from both sides and began dancing all together. Then the violins played very shrilly and merrily and one of the women with thick bare legs and thin arms, separating from the others, went behind the wings, adjusted her bodice, returned to the middle of the stage, and began jumping and striking one foot rapidly against the other. In the stalls everyone clapped and shouted "bravo!" Then one of the men went into a corner of the stage. The cymbals and horns in the orchestra struck up more loudly, and this man with bare legs jumped very high and waved his feet about very rapidly. (He was Duport, who received sixty thousand rubles a year for this art.) Everybody in the stalls, boxes, and galleries began clapping and shouting with all their might, and the man stopped and began smiling and bowing to all sides. Then other men and women danced with bare legs. Then the king again shouted to the sound of music, and they all began singing. But suddenly a storm came on, chromatic scales and diminished sevenths were heard in the orchestra, everyone ran off, again dragging one of their number away, and the curtain dropped. Once more there was a terrible noise and clatter among the audience, and with rapturous faces everyone began shouting: "Duport! Duport! Duport!" Natasha no longer thought this strange. She look about with pleasure, smiling joyfully.,,＾I dunno - maybe he thought Dumbledore would kick him out-￣ ,, Man's free will differs from every other force in that man is directly conscious of it, but in the eyes of reason it in no way differs from any other force. The forces of gravitation, electricity, or chemical affinity are only distinguished from one another in that they are differently defined by reason. Just so the force of man's free will is distinguished by reason from the other forces of nature only by the definition reason gives it. Freedom, apart from necessity, that is, apart from the laws of reason that define it, differs in no way from gravitation, or heat, or the force that makes things grow; for reason, it is only a momentary undefinable sensation of life.;
It is true that a person can conceal himself behind trees....,? Leo Tolstoy! She had a way of her own of saying things, which spiced her reminiscences of the village and of her springtime. It had formerly been her delight, so she affirmed, to hear the loups-de-gorge (rouges-gorges) chanter dans les ogrepines (aubepines)--to hear the redbreasts sing in the hawthorn-trees.. The pavilion, built of stone in the taste of Mansard, wainscoted and furnished in the Watteau style, rocaille on the inside, old-fashioned on the outside, walled in with a triple hedge of flowers, had something discreet, coquettish, and solemn about it, as befits a caprice of love and magistracy.,... How delighted grandfather will be!;
Marius followed the Rue Saint-Honore. In proportion as he left the Palais-Royal behind him, there were fewer lighted windows, the shops were fast shut, no one was chatting on the thresholds, the street grew sombre, and, at the same time, the crowd increased in density.!,LastIndexNext...LastIndexNext... "I have made an enormous mistake."; , However, he had hardly quitted the audience hall of the Court of Assizes, when the district-attorney, recovering from his first shock, had taken the word to deplore the mad deed of the honorable mayor of M. sur M., to declare that his convictions had not been in the least modified by that curious incident, which would be explained thereafter, and to demand, in the meantime, the condemnation of that Champmathieu, who was evidently the real Jean Valjean. The district-attorney's persistence was visibly at variance with the sentiments of every one, of the public, of the court, and of the jury.!
!; The depths of Europe were full of darkness after Waterloo.! How horrified he would have been seven years before, when he first arrived from abroad, had he been told that there was no need for him to seek or plan anything, that his rut had long been shaped, eternally predetermined, and that wriggle as he might, he would be what all in his position were. He could not have believed it! Had he not at one time longed with all his heart to establish a republic in Russia; then himself to be a Napoleon; then to be a philosopher; and then a strategist and the conqueror of Napoleon? Had he not seen the possibility of, and passionately desired, the regeneration of the sinful human race, and his own progress to the highest degree of perfection? Had he not established schools and hospitals and liberated his serfs?, She stood for a moment without the power to speak, or cry, or call, or stir, or turn her head.,BOOK EIGHT: 1811 - 12...
"Have you known that young man long, Princess?" he asked.. Foy falls at Hougomont and rises again in the tribune. Thus does progress proceed., M. Madeleine had reigned over all and directed all. No sooner had he fallen, than each pulled things to himself; the spirit of combat succeeded to the spirit of organization, bitterness to cordiality, hatred of one another to the benevolence of the founder towards all; the threads which M. Madeleine had set were tangled and broken, the methods were adulterated, the products were debased, confidence was killed; the market diminished, for lack of orders; salaries were reduced, the workshops stood still, bankruptcy arrived.,79 EXT -- FIELD -- DAY (1949) 79. Enjolras glanced at Javert, and said to him:--,＾A person in disguise,￣ Harry muttered, staring at her, ＾who lies´er´that'd be a - an impostor. No, that's not my guess! A - a spy? I'll come back to that´could you give me the next clue again, please?￣ ... Behind the angle formed by the two streets, a man was standing erect against the wall., "Whenever will you be ready?" asked the count coming to the door. "Here is here is some scent. Peronskaya must be tired of waiting.";
Mais que du bonheur les instants sont courts! ,, The door at the end of the passage led to the huntsmen's room, as they called the room for the hunt servants.,, ! He was not a gambler, at any rate he did not care about winning. He was not vain. He did not mind what people thought of him. Still less could he be accused of ambition. More than once he had vexed his father by spoiling his own career, and he laughed at distinctions of all kinds. He was not mean, and did not refuse anyone who asked of him. All he cared about was gaiety and women, and as according to his ideas there was nothing dishonorable in these tastes, and he was incapable of considering what the gratification of his tastes entailed for others, he honestly considered himself irreproachable, sincerely despised rogues and bad people, and with a tranquil conscience carried his head high..? Leo Tolstoy!