And yet, against all reason, starting in the 1970s our collective optimism faltered.
I confess all these festivities and fireworks are becoming wearisome.
But all along, they believed they would ultimately prevail—and not just win the war, but also do something epic that would change the course of history for all time.
It is hard to have a Southern overseer; it is worse to have a Northern one; but worst of all when you are the slave-driver of yourself.
Many incidents of those early years are fixed in my memory, isolated, but clear and distinct, making the sense of that silent, aimless, dayless life all the more intense.
We should live in all the ages of the world in an hour; ay, in all the worlds of the ages.
Then our country will be rid of all its unwelcome visitors.
They saw a mass of tough green vines all matted together and writhing and twisting around like a nest of great snakes.
After all, who knows?
It was the word "water," and I continued to make some sound for that word after all other speech was lost.
Apparently Señor Medena and his daughters had lived here all their lives.
Of course I did not know what it was all about, but I enjoyed the pleasant odours that filled the house and the tidbits that were given to Martha Washington and me to keep us quiet.
He had had a short illness, there had been a brief time of acute suffering, then all was over.
She sat in my mother's lap constantly, where I used to sit, and seemed to take up all her care and time.
All that did was to enwich the pwiests' sons and thieves and wobbahs....
The assembled nobles all took off their uniforms and settled down again in their homes and clubs, and not without some groans gave orders to their stewards about the enrollment, feeling amazed themselves at what they had done.
All the facts are in flat contradiction to such conjectures.
That's all you wanted!
All I could think about was that I had a living father-in-law.
"I know what you mean," she said," but wouldn't all this have come up eventually?"
"What does all this mean, anyhow?" asked the horse, jumping to escape a thorn.
"All right," answered the horse; "I'll do my best.
All three got into the buggy and Zeb picked up the reins, though Jim needed no guidance of any sort.
"Those wooden things are impossible to hurt," he said, "and all the damage Jim has done to them is to knock a few splinters from their noses and ears.
She is rich and of good family and that's all I want.
But all these hints at what happened, both from the French side and the Russian, are advanced only because they fit in with the event.
The space underneath the roof, where they stood, permitted them to see on all sides of the tall building, and they looked with much curiosity at the city spread out beneath them.
Yes, all of them.
The little princess went round the table with quick, short, swaying steps, her workbag on her arm, and gaily spreading out her dress sat down on a sofa near the silver samovar, as if all she was doing was a pleasure to herself and to all around her.
Count Ilya Rostov, in a military uniform of Catherine's time, was sauntering with a pleasant smile among the crowd, with all of whom he was acquainted.
The nobility don't gwudge theah lives--evewy one of us will go and bwing in more wecwuits, and the sov'weign" (that was the way he referred to the Emperor) "need only say the word and we'll all die fo' him!" added the orator with animation.
Then all preferred listening to speaking.
"We will all arise, every one of us will go, for our father the Tsar!" he shouted, rolling his bloodshot eyes.
Many voices shouted and talked at the same time, so that Count Rostov had not time to signify his approval of them all, and the group increased, dispersed, re-formed, and then moved with a hum of talk into the largest hall and to the big table.
The crowd drew up to the large table, at which sat gray-haired or bald seventy-year-old magnates, uniformed and besashed almost all of whom Pierre had seen in their own homes with their buffoons, or playing boston at the clubs.
Pierre, however, felt excited, and the general desire to show that they were ready to go to all lengths--which found expression in the tones and looks more than in the substance of the speeches--infected him too.
The Emperor ceased speaking, the crowd began pressing round him, and rapturous exclamations were heard from all sides.
Pierre's one feeling at the moment was a desire to show that he was ready to go all lengths and was prepared to sacrifice everything.
She feared for her brother who was in it, was horrified by and amazed at the strange cruelty that impels men to kill one another, but she did not understand the significance of this war, which seemed to her like all previous wars.
All that July the old prince was exceedingly active and even animated.
Every place seemed unsatisfactory, but worst of all was his customary couch in the study.
He recalled all the words spoken at that first meeting with Potemkin.