Are these bears here?
How long would these mind games go on?
You'll have to show me these beautiful flowers.
"Can one be calm in times like these if one has any feeling?" said Anna Pavlovna.
I don't disagree and God knows I have no more idea what's causing these visions but they're ruling his life right now.
I'm talking about the safety of these people.
These are my other two daughters, Dulce and Alondra.
How's your mother doing these days?
If they could talk, what tales these hills could tell.
So you must be careful not to spend these foolishly.
These steps lead to the Land of the Gargoyles.
Perhaps something that happened to Howie in there and his past is resurrecting these visions!
By whoever invited all these other people - I suppose because she was someone I knew.
"Who built these lovely bridges?" asked the little girl.
In front of each place was a plate bearing one of the delicious dama-fruit, and the perfume that rose from these was so enticing and sweet that they were sorely tempted to eat of them and become invisible.
These were very numerous, for the place was thickly inhabited, and a large group of the queer people clustered near, gazing sharply upon the strangers who had emerged from the long spiral stairway.
While these assets upgraded our efficiency, the LeBlanc house continued to be inadequate.
These ships were loaded with corn.
"When we first came here," he began in a quiet voice, "I used to walk all over these hills."
It was on one of these occasions that she wandered farther than she realized.
These are friends, and will do you no harm.
"I cannot think of leaving these little things here to be trampled upon," said the general.
"I don't like these veg'table people," said the little girl.
Quick Zeb, help me pull off these wooden wings!
These babies might not be in her womb, but they did belong to Alex.
I don't see how these calls could be tagged back to us.
Surely you dwell here or in one of these surrounding towns.
Following these halls they discovered many small rooms opening from them, and some were furnished with glass benches, tables and chairs.
Mortals who stand upon the earth and look up at the sky cannot often distinguish these forms, but our friends were now so near to the clouds that they observed the dainty fairies very clearly.
These preparations had not consumed a great deal of time, but the sleeping Gargoyles were beginning to wake up and move around, and soon some of them would be hunting for their missing wings.
Inside the archway were several doors, leading to different rooms built into the mountain, and Zeb and the Wizard lifted these wooden doors from their hinges and tossed them all on the flames.
He looked at the bright, yellow pieces and said, "What shall I do with these coppers, mother?"
I'm quite worn out by these callers.
"If you do not understand these sentiments," he seemed to be saying, "so much the worse for you!"
These were temptations of the devil and Princess Mary knew it.
"These are from Alex," she said, and handed her matching earrings.
"I thought you might need these," she said, handing the rag to Carmen and setting the box of tissues on a small table beside her.
Had fate brought her to these people who welcomed her as if she were family?
Why hadn't she anticipated these questions?
I still won't buy these apparitions are trips to the past.
These Carolina country fools never lock their doors making it so easy it's scarcely a challenge.
We have this pledge among ourselves not getting a Texas mile near any of these cases.
It seems you or your associates have a unique ability in these situations... more than unique; unprecedented.
Of these, eleven were abductors of children and garnered special attention by the FBI.
He placed one upon the floor, so that it could run around, and pulled apart the other, making three piglets in all; and then one of these was pulled apart, making four piglets.
In the center of each plant grew a daintily dressed Mangaboo, for the clothing of all these creatures grew upon them and was attached to their bodies.
These birds were of enormous size, and reminded Zeb of the rocs he had read about in the Arabian Nights.
"You may need them, some time," he said, "and there is really no use in my manufacturing these things unless somebody uses them."
The group of these queer creatures which was discovered clustered near the stairs at first remained staring and motionless, glaring with evil eyes at the intruders who had so suddenly appeared in their land.
These revolvers are good for six shots each, but when those are gone we shall be helpless.
To one of these houses which had neither doors nor windows, but only one broad opening far up underneath the roof, the prisoners were brought by their captors.
Hearing these words our friends turned in the direction of the sound, and the Wizard held his lanterns so that their light would flood one of the little pockets in the rock.
These royal beasts are both warm friends of little Dorothy and have come to the Emerald City this morning to welcome her to our fairyland.
These men were lawyers, and they were going to the next town to attend court.
He gave these to a shepherd and ordered him to bring them up among his sheep, far from the homes of men.
These soldiers guarded the streets of the town; they would not let any one go out or come in without their leave.
"One of these wreaths." said the queen, "is made of flowers plucked from your garden.
He remembered that he had seen many bees flying among these flowers and gathering honey from them.
"Well," said he, "all these rich foods that were prepared for the feast are yours.
These rulers were old men, with wise faces and long white beards.
Hardly had they spoken these words when the door opened and Arion himself stood before them.
How will we see these discontinuities coming?
Are these ingredients in other foods as well?
So how do these things get made?
Some of these words have successive steps of meaning, beginning with what is simple and leading on to what is abstract.
These small waves raised by the evening wind are as remote from storm as the smooth reflecting surface.
As he approached Smolensk he heard the sounds of distant firing, but these did not impress him.
A sinking man who clutches at another and drowns him; or a hungry mother exhausted by feeding her baby, who steals some food; or a man trained to discipline who on duty at the word of command kills a defenseless man-- seem less guilty, that is, less free and more subject to the law of necessity, to one who knows the circumstances in which these people were placed, and more free to one who does not know that the man was himself drowning, that the mother was hungry, that the soldier was in the ranks, and so on.
It crossed her mind that Alex might be more than uncomfortable in these surroundings.
If only she could conquer these mood shifts.
Never would she have guessed such a lavish home existed in these rustic mountains.
On these occasions she took Tammy with her, and Lisa was left to enjoy her precious solitude.
You know, I was brought up in these hills.
They carry these at the store where we always shop.
So there's no concern these visions may stop completely?
When Howie is unable to verify what we do perhaps he'll let us investigate what's causing his mind to create these fantasies.
I've seen a lot of places and people in these visions but never anyone I knew.
I'm all for putting these guys down.
I guess not but please take down all these details.
I took the liberty of confirming some of these cases.
I was surprised the FBI didn't press us on some of these more prominent cases.
He has these god-awful nightmares and wakes me up thrashing around.
They'll keep the pressure on the authorities when any of these cases get out of the public eye.
We've identified scores of these low live perpetrators.
When these guys want something, they work real hard to get it and they have lots of toys at their disposal.
There are a few older cases that bear similarities to these kidnapping- murders.
Besides, if he was imprisoned for a crime like these murders, he'd still be rotting behind bars.
I'm only interested in isolating the tipster from these frauds that are showing up.
Do you treat these calls differently from the usual calls?
I can see where the local law enforcement people wouldn't be thrilled with these folks looking over their shoulder and pushing them.
I reluctantly agreed and told him we were devastated that we prompted these deaths; the deputy sheriff, Youngblood, Brenda Washington.
Can't he get these people off your back; and off ours?
I hope the Boston sisters find some use for these awful things.
These spires were like great spear-points, and if they tumbled upon one of them they were likely to suffer serious injury.
Jim the horse had seen these spires, also, and his ears stood straight up with fear, while Dorothy and Zeb held their breaths in suspense.
It would be dreadful to eat these dear little things.
"I wonder if these people never sleep," said the girl.
I'd as soon die here as live much longer among these cruel and heartless people.
These were motionless at first, but soon began to flicker more brightly and to sway slowly from side to side and then up and down.
He drove these to the pastures on the hills and watched them day after day while they fed on the short green grass.
Nobody could answer these questions.
He knew that these were the eyes of the wolf.
"These people are poor because they have been too lazy to work," he said.
Some of these bundles contained the things they would need on the road; some contained clothing; and some contained goods which the master would sell in the city.
"Because, since these other slaves do everything, there is nothing left for me to perform," said Aesop.
They saw that all these fables taught some great truth, and they wondered how Aesop could have thought of them.
He called to him:--"My friend, which of these roads shall I travel to go to Lynchburg?"
These are friends, not enemies.
They fastened each of these wheels to the end of an iron rod which they passed through the boat from side to side.
The caliph was so well pleased with these jewels that he bought them and paid the merchant a large sum of money.
"There is nothing lacking," he said, "but the ten pieces he has told you about; and I will give him these as a reward."
But one day after he had become a man, he said: Tell me about the great world which, you say, lies outside of these palace walls.
By the door of one of these a sick man was lying upon a couch, helpless and pale.
You have stolen my clothes and have given me these ugly things.
But first I must thank these poor people.
I refer to history extensively in these pages because I believe historical people are exactly like us, only in different circumstances.
The mark of these technologies is that they are greeted with universal skepticism at first.
These, to me, are the most exciting companies to look at.
I doubt you need me to prove these assertions—they are probably part of your daily experience.
The arrival of these texts—as well as Byzantium's own architecture, science, and art—triggered a sensory and intellectual explosion, which became the cultural movement we now call the Renaissance.
In these early days of the Internet Renaissance, the number of great masters is in the tens of thousands, not the hundreds.
We just lacked these means to do it before.
And in our Internet Renaissance, aren't we seeing an explosion of these same things at a spectacularly more massive scale?
These few were given the tools to achieve their maximum potential, to live that dream.
The most famous of these was the Oracle at Delphi.
King Croesus was very intrigued by all these oracles around the world.
These tell us something about ourselves we didn't know before.
These are not differences of values but disagreements in terms of knowledge.
These are all knowable things, and yet there is not universal agreement on them.
These are good suggestions!
Both of these sections offer tremendous value to the shopper.
These features weren't on the site when it was first launched because the necessary data did not yet exist.
No human could ever do this, for in these purely computational matters, machines are vastly superior to us, and always will be.
These guidebooks are lists of people who live in that area who would be willing to meet you for coffee.
The system will weigh heavily the choices of people with Italian last names, and people who own restaurants—all these different factors, millions and millions of factors, all from the passively recorded life experiences of a billion people.
These will be waters to navigate carefully, in order to make sure that the right to privacy, a cornerstone of a free society, is not destroyed.
We know for certain that these feats, and hundreds more like them, are true.
Perhaps we all have such remarkable abilities but are impaired in a way—maybe the rest of us have a disease to which these savants are immune.
After these syndromes, we come to the entire spectrum of mental illnesses, from depression to paranoia.
As I was writing these words, my ten-year-old son came in and asked, "What are you doing?"
But with time, technology worked through all these problems.
How do we know these weren't the easiest diseases to eliminate?
And as population rises, education rises, health rises, and wealth rises, more and more people will be working on these problems.
When the ancients could not find these solutions, it was not for a lack of intelligence but for a lack of technology.
So these doctors were perhaps just as brilliant as those who have come since.
If the magnitude and increasing complexity of these creations fails to impress you, the sheer quantity should suffice.
Not long from now, computers will systematically look through trillions upon trillions of pieces of data for these associations.
Then you ask the computer for any other statistical anomalies between these two populations.
Though cases like these are not really how the science will be used, they illustrate the principle.
It would know all my food sensitivities and alert me if a single bite had these substances in it.
TP53 makes a protein called p53 that is one of these quality control mechanisms.
However, new and improved cows are now able to make milk with more of these enzymes.
These stores are able to increase trade a number of ways.
Most of these people have other jobs and obligations, so without something like Etsy, they might not be able to enter into these trades.
These assumptions are often wrong.
This makes business a meritocracy and encourages business owners to focus on quality, service, and reputation since these are so easy for customers to check.
These new methods are considered advances if what they produce is worth more than the cost of their parts.
Without energy to power these, prosperity plummets.
If these two advances could be combined, we would have a supply of solar energy that was cheap, abundant, and environmentally benign.
But these are questions of technology, not of scarcity, and technology is about to rocket forward.
So hold these thoughts, as we will be returning to them.
Both of these have political implications, and so it is with some hesitation I bring them up.
We have understandable emotional responses to all these situations.
If jump ropes or board games or ice cream turn out to have positive externalities—that is, if they help society—a subsidy could lower the prices of these items.
Machines cannot and never will do these things.
In parts of the world where these three ingredients exist, we have seen prosperity rise.
Conversely, in places where prosperity has not risen, lack of these ingredients plays a significant role.
These robots can be powered by computers capable of performing a billion calculations a second.
We can build these machines to do an incomprehensibly large range of tasks.
These fields are about to explode with innovation and advancement.
Each of these wonders is coming, and a million more.
And each of these items will fall in price.
In no case did these methods and efforts secure a long-term solution to poverty.
These payments, the cynics would argue, bribe the poor to back the system.
Like a TV star that doesn't scale back his expenses after his show is cancelled, these benefits expand, not contract, during periods of economic decline, for two main reasons.
But the big question is whether these same economics would apply in a world one hundred times richer than we are right now.
I describe these three situations because each, in its own way, illustrates how I think the future will play out regarding income and wealth.
So these former farmers got jobs in factories, learned to repair equipment, solved problems, became line managers, suggested improvements to processes, and got paid for their effort.
People in these jobs know two states: working, which they do not enjoy, and relaxation, which is far better.
But over time, these dehumanizing jobs are what will be "left behind," not the people who perform them.
As children, we had all these things we liked to do that interested and excited us.
It is their right—but it is my belief that these people will be few.
Citizens in these countries are grateful for any job that pays anything at all, and their primary concern is simply survival.
These jobs can be market jobs that have the potential to make a person vastly richer, creating more and more wealth on the planet.
Or these jobs can be divorced from economic realities, as the struggling painter or actor decides simply to do what he loves and live off the minimum income afforded by this planet-wide prosperity.
No government is involved in these organizations, which are instead driven by a combination of religious and civic motives.
Then came World War I, which utilized these institutions and greatly expanded the size of the federal government.
But in the future when we have more and better information, if it turns out that some of these methods are not net gains, we will know that and look elsewhere for solutions.
More than half the hungry people in the world live in just these three nations—nations that are all net food exporters.
These foodstuffs alone contain sixty thousand calories, or two thousand calories a day for a month, for a total of $30.
Given these agricultural strengths, is there anyone who believes the United States alone couldn't produce an extra $365 billion worth of food, at full retail price, if there were a ready buyer for it?
All of these are sorely lacking in areas where hunger is most prevalent.
Regardless of who is "right," the harm comes if you try to do all these things at once.
Going back and forth between these strategies is problematic, to say the least.
As nice as it would be for the Japan strategy to work in the developing world, I don't think these countries can count on it.
To consider the great opportunity we can find in these inefficiencies, let's begin by talking about Norman Borlaug.
Stakman had determined that immunity to these diseases, or at least resistance, could be bred into crops.
Government buildings were converted into silos to hold the abundance, as other countries in the region placed orders for massive amounts of these seeds.
All the seeds we have today have these inherent limits built into them that we still haven't figured out how to change.
To describe ending hunger in the future, I have only these tarnished terms of the present at my disposal.
When I use a term like factory farm, I am envisioning not what these things are now but what they will be.
We like these varieties and their tie to history.
But I do not believe these technological leaps forward are a threat to good food.
Both of these are hugely important parts of life, and I know of no one who would trade them away for a pill they swallow in the morning that gives them all their nutrition for the day.
Can you guess how many lives these two varieties of rice have already saved?
The massive amounts of information in these decoded genomes can only be processed by computers.
These are the kinds of solutions that will change the world.
The principle here is to agree to buy a certain amount of a commodity at a certain price from farmers in these countries.
The farmers, with these contracts in hand, can plant aggressively knowing they have a ready buyer at a fixed price.
One of these is micro-lending, which directly connects the lender with the borrower and which the Internet has made appealingly easy and personal.
Napoleon Bonaparte made a comment along these lines when he stated, "Man is entitled by birthright to a share of the Earth's produce sufficient to fill the needs of his existence."
And the great tragedy is: During these three years, China exported more than twelve million tons of grain along with a literal cornucopia of other agricultural products.
As technology improves, all these processes and systems will improve and also fall in price.
I offer these stories not to demonstrate that people can be cruel.
We call these rights "human rights" because they apply to every single person on the planet by virtue of simply being alive.
It is true that there is much disagreement over how to achieve these ideals, but the fact remains we want a just society for all.
These documents, products themselves of civilization, try to provide legal protections for the most elemental features of civilization.
These laws provide recourse in the event that one citizen infringes on the rights of another.
The government must reflect the different values these groups have.
For these reasons and a hundred more, government should be the smallest unit that is economically and politically viable.
In these ways, they can be part of a larger world economy without sacrificing much autonomy.
I had not heard anyone predict even the possibility of these two events before they came upon us, in what seemed the blink of an eye.
As long as these states were to share a currency, a military, provide for interstate trade, and have a single foreign policy, they could retain the economic advantages of being a large nation while maximizing individual liberty and self-determination.
These trends will continue into the foreseeable future.
But let's adopt the cynic's view for a moment and assume people in these corporations are chiefly concerned about their financial benefit, not about human suffering, when it comes to war.
These countries, particularly in the Balkans, were often small and tended toward war.
These and literally thousands more issues are worked out in treaties and agreements between nations.
These treaties are good.
By making expectations explicit and public, these agreements reduce the number of sparks that can set off the powder keg of war.
With these powers should come enormous checks and balances on their use.
All these are profound shifts in public opinion.
These changes occurred in a single lifetime, which meant people changed their minds.
Why do I recount these stories?
I realize in these pages I must seem very distrustful of government, but it is not really true.
But if these other news outlets contradict the official account, then all the better.
But along with wealth, these technologies bring information and thereby sow the seeds of their undoing.
We saw the results of this in the 2009 Iranian protests, when these devices captured and relayed powerful, real-time images of events.
These nations will play a substantial role in shaping this new English, as they bring grammatical structure, idioms, and nuanced words from their native tongue.
I mention these reprehensible actions to illustrate how language can divide us.
These are forces for peace.
We seem to have lost our stomach for these kinds of losses.
All these things are the same today as they were in Shakespeare's time, and because of that, his stories are still very relevant to us.
We embarked on these car projects with grandiose visions, many as unrealistic as they were ingenious.
As I review these points, none of them seem particularly like "stretches" to me.
However, I don't think finding these solutions means an end to all our troubles.
All these problems that technology will solve have made our underlying differences worse—but removing these problems will not eliminate those underlying differences.
Even after my illness I remembered one of the words I had learned in these early months.
But, except for these fleeting memories, if, indeed, they be memories, it all seems very unreal, like a nightmare.
These were the keys which unlocked the treasures of the antediluvian world for me.
Down these steep slopes we used to coast.
Nor is it true that, after I had learned these elements, I did the rest of the work myself.
Mr. Anagnos, in speaking of my composition on the cities, has said, "These ideas are poetic in their essence."
No one knew of these fears except my teacher.
From these relics I learned more about the progress of man than I have heard or read since.
Before I left New York, these bright days were darkened by the greatest sorrow that I have ever borne, except the death of my father.
In spite, however, of these advantages, there were serious drawbacks to my progress.
I took the greatest delight in these German books, especially Schiller's wonderful lyrics, the history of Frederick the Great's magnificent achievements and the account of Goethe's life.
In that case I correct only such mistakes as I can recall in the few minutes allowed, and make notes of these corrections at the end of my paper.
I was beginning to overcome these difficulties when an event occurred which changed everything.
Again and again I ask impatiently, "Why concern myself with these explanations and hypotheses?"
It is most perplexing and exasperating that just at the moment when you need your memory and a nice sense of discrimination, these faculties take to themselves wings and fly away.
Yet how different is the life of these simple country folks from that of the Persian capital!
I remember with deepest gratitude the kindness of these dear friends and the happy days I spent with them.
But we little heeded these things.
These things would pass away; here were lakes and woods and broad daisy-starred fields and sweet-breathed meadows, and they shall endure forever.
The children who crowd these grimy alleys, half-clad and underfed, shrink away from your outstretched hand as if from a blow.
At present the lord of my affections is one of these bull terriers.
I have a special board on which I play these games.
Bishop Brooks taught me no special creed or dogma; but he impressed upon my mind two great ideas--the fatherhood of God and the brotherhood of man, and made me feel that these truths underlie all creeds and forms of worship.
I could not keep pace with all these literary folk as they glanced from subject to subject and entered into deep dispute, or made conversation sparkle with epigrams and happy witticisms.
So these selections from Miss Keller's correspondence are made with two purposes--to show her development and to preserve the most entertaining and significant passages from several hundred letters.
Except for two or three important letters of 1901, these selections cease with the year 1900.
All of these she answered herself, and she made public acknowledgment in letters to the newspapers.
But I must put away these idle fancies until we meet again.
Now, dear friend, Please accept these few words because of the love that is linked with them.
Do you know, I cannot help feeling sorry for these trees with all their fashionable airs?
How quickly I should lock up all these mighty warriors, and hoary sages, and impossible heroes, who are now almost my only companions; and dance and sing and frolic like other girls!
Ignorance seems to be at the bottom of all these contradictions.
In college I should wish to continue most, if not all of these subjects.
Is it possible for the College to accommodate itself to these unprecedented conditions, so as to enable me to pursue my studies at Radcliffe?
Perhaps I shall take up these studies later; but I've said goodbye to Mathematics forever, and I assure you, I was delighted to see the last of those horrid goblins!
Please do not think either of these very unpleasant thoughts.
I have had a letter from Mrs. Thaw with regard to the possibility of doing something for these children.
These letters are of simple, square, angular design.
These letters were written to Mrs. Sophia C. Hopkins, the only person to whom Miss Sullivan ever wrote freely.
In these letters we have an almost weekly record of Miss Sullivan's work.
But it is evident that in these letters she was making a clear analysis of what she was doing.
These blots are her handiwork.
Every thwarted desire was the signal for a passionate outburst, and as she grew older and stronger, these tempests became more violent.
She obeys many commands like these: "Come," "Kiss," "Go to papa," "Shut the door," "Give me the biscuit."
These observations have given me a clue to the method to be followed in teaching Helen language.I SHALL TALK INTO HER HAND AS WE TALK INTO THE BABY'S EARS.
The other day I substituted the words SMALL and LARGE for these signs, and she at once adopted the words and discarded the signs.
I am sure these difficulties will take care of themselves.
She went through these motions several times, mimicking every movement, then she stood very still for a moment with a troubled look on her face, which suddenly cleared, and she spelled, "Good Helen," and wreathed her face in a very large, artificial smile.
I cannot tell how I know these things.
They tell us that Helen is "overdoing," that her mind is too active (these very people thought she had no mind at all a few months ago!) and suggest many absurd and impossible remedies.
In one lesson I taught her these words: BEDSTEAD, MATTRESS, SHEET, BLANKET, COMFORTER, SPREAD, PILLOW.
The same day she had learned, at different times, the words: hOUSE, WEED, DUST, SWING, MOLASSES, FAST, SLOW, MAPLE-SUGAR and COUNTER, and she had not forgotten one of these last.
I remember how unbearable I used to find the inquisitiveness of my friends' children; but I know now that these questions indicate the child's growing interest in the cause of things.
These questions were sometimes asked under circumstances which rendered them embarrassing, and I made up my mind that something must be done.
Why should I treat these questions differently?
These experiences are like photographic negatives, until language develops them and brings out the memory-images.
Very soon she learned the difference between ON and IN, though it was some time before she could use these words in sentences of her own.
These same questions had been asked me a hundred times by the learned doctors.
If you had called these sensations respectively BLACK and WHITE, he would have adopted them as readily; but he would mean by BLACK and WHITE the same things that he means by SWEET and SOUR.
These children were older in years, it is true, than the baby who lisps, "Papa kiss baby--pretty," and fills out her meaning by pointing to her new dress; but their ability to understand and use language was no greater.
Helen certainly derives great pleasure from the exercise of these senses.
As she continued to ask these distressing questions, we left the cemetery.
On her return to the house after her visit to the cemetery, she ran to the closet where these toys were kept, and carried them to my friend, saying, "They are poor little Florence's."
In these early lessons I encouraged her in the use of different forms of expression for conveying the same idea.
Between these humps she had placed her doll, which she was giving a ride around the room.
These extracts Mr. Anagnos took from Miss Sullivan's notes and memoranda.
She had learned the printed letters, and for some time had amused herself by making simple sentences, using slips on which the words were printed in raised letters; but these sentences had no special relation to one another.
Can any one doubt after reading these questions that the child who was capable of asking them was also capable of understanding at least their elementary answers?
Her little hands felt every object and observed every movement of the persons about her, and she was quick to imitate these movements.
These words she had caught without instruction from the lips of friends.
It will be seen that they contain three vowel and six consonant elements, and these formed the foundation for her first real lesson in speaking.
As we went in she repeated these words, 'Out of the cloud-folds of his garments Winter shakes the snow.'
Here again, I am unable to state where she acquired these expressions.
It was a word that created these thoughts in her mind.
In these years the fear came many times to Miss Sullivan lest the success of the child was to cease with childhood.
These extracts are from her exercises in her course in composition, where she showed herself at the beginning of her college life quite without rival among her classmates.
I am too grateful for all these blessings to wish for more from princes, or from the gods.
They have got to live a man's life, pushing all these things before them, and get on as well as they can.
Is it impossible to combine the hardiness of these savages with the intellectualness of the civilized man?
These will be good ventures.
But how happens it that he who is said to enjoy these things is so commonly a poor civilized man, while the savage, who has them not, is rich as a savage?
If you would know the history of these homesteads, inquire at the bank where they are mortgaged.
Shall we always study to obtain more of these things, and not sometimes to be content with less?
Answer me these questions, and then perhaps I may look at your bawbles and find them ornamental.
With a little more wit we might use these materials so as to become richer than the richest now are, and make our civilization a blessing.
These are all the materials, excepting the timber, stones, and sand, which I claimed by squatter's right.
The human race is interested in these experiments, though a few old women who are incapacitated for them, or who own their thirds in mills, may be alarmed.
It is the same as if all these traps were buckled to a man's belt, and he could not move over the rough country where our lines are cast without dragging them--dragging his trap.
If you should ever be betrayed into any of these philanthropies, do not let your left hand know what your right hand does, for it is not worth knowing.
But all these times and places and occasions are now and here.
My instinct tells me that my head is an organ for burrowing, as some creatures use their snout and fore paws, and with it I would mine and burrow my way through these hills.
The crowds of men who merely spoke the Greek and Latin tongues in the Middle Ages were not entitled by the accident of birth to read the works of genius written in those languages; for these were not written in that Greek or Latin which they knew, but in the select language of literature.
It was worth the while to see the sun shine on these things, and hear the free wind blow on them; so much more interesting most familiar objects look out of doors than in the house.
It looked as if this was the way these forms came to be transferred to our furniture, to tables, chairs, and bedsteads--because they once stood in their midst.
I see these men every day go about their business with more or less courage and content, doing more even than they suspect, and perchance better employed than they could have consciously devised.
Who can write so graphically the history of the storms they have weathered as these rents have done?
While these things go up other things come down.
To walk in a winter morning in a wood where these birds abounded, their native woods, and hear the wild cockerels crow on the trees, clear and shrill for miles over the resounding earth, drowning the feebler notes of other birds--think of it!
These being boiled, there were at least forty looked for a share in them; the most eat of them.
Frequently he would leave his dinner in the bushes, when his dog had caught a woodchuck by the way, and go back a mile and a half to dress it and leave it in the cellar of the house where he boarded, after deliberating first for half an hour whether he could not sink it in the pond safely till nightfall--loving to dwell long upon these themes.
These were his words.
When I was four years old, as I well remember, I was brought from Boston to this my native town, through these very woods and this field, to the pond.
As I drew a still fresher soil about the rows with my hoe, I disturbed the ashes of unchronicled nations who in primeval years lived under these heavens, and their small implements of war and hunting were brought to the light of this modern day.
When I paused to lean on my hoe, these sounds and sights I heard and saw anywhere in the row, a part of the inexhaustible entertainment which the country offers.
But sometimes it was a really noble and inspiring strain that reached these woods, and the trumpet that sings of fame, and I felt as if I could spit a Mexican with a good relish--for why should we always stand for trifles?--and looked round for a woodchuck or a skunk to exercise my chivalry upon.
What though I value the seed of these beans, and harvest that in the fall of the year?
These beans have results which are not harvested by me.
These are the coarsest mills, in which all gossip is first rudely digested or cracked up before it is emptied into finer and more delicate hoppers within doors.
Besides, there was a still more terrible standing invitation to call at every one of these houses, and company expected about these times.
For the most part I escaped wonderfully from these dangers, either by proceeding at once boldly and without deliberation to the goal, as is recommended to those who run the gauntlet, or by keeping my thoughts on high things, like Orpheus, who, "loudly singing the praises of the gods to his lyre, drowned the voices of the Sirens, and kept out of danger."
These take place only in communities where some have got more than is sufficient while others have not enough.
These are the lips of the lake, on which no beard grows.
These are all very firm fish, and weigh more than their size promises.
These lend a pleasing mystery to the bottom.
These wash back and forth in shallow water on a sandy bottom, and are sometimes cast on the shore.
In these as in other respects, however, it is a lesser twin of Walden.
These were the shrines I visited both summer and winter.
But the only true America is that country where you are at liberty to pursue such a mode of life as may enable you to do without these, and where the state does not endeavor to compel you to sustain the slavery and war and other superfluous expenses which directly or indirectly result from the use of such things.
There are no larger fields than these, no worthier games than may here be played.
Grow wild according to thy nature, like these sedges and brakes, which will never become English bay.
But to tell the truth, I find myself at present somewhat less particular in these respects.
Perhaps these questions are entertained only in youth, as most believe of poetry.
They are but one appetite, and we only need to see a person do any one of these things to know how great a sensualist he is.
I hesitate to say these things, but it is not because of the subject--I care not how obscene my words are--but because I cannot speak of them without betraying my impurity.
He teaches how to eat, drink, cohabit, void excrement and urine, and the like, elevating what is mean, and does not falsely excuse himself by calling these things trifles.
Those same stars twinkle over other fields than these.--But how to come out of this condition and actually migrate thither?
I have not heard so much as a locust over the sweet-fern these three hours.
Is it some ill-fed village hound yielding to the instinct of the chase? or the lost pig which is said to be in these woods, whose tracks I saw after the rain?
Angleworms are rarely to be met with in these parts, where the soil was never fattened with manure; the race is nearly extinct.
I will just try these three sentences of Confut-see; they may fetch that state about again.
Why do precisely these objects which we behold make a world?
Why has man just these species of animals for his neighbors; as if nothing but a mouse could have filled this crevice?
When I was building, one of these had its nest underneath the house, and before I had laid the second floor, and swept out the shavings, would come out regularly at lunch time and pick up the crumbs at my feet.
These were my hens and chickens.
The legions of these Myrmidons covered all the hills and vales in my wood-yard, and the ground was already strewn with the dead and dying, both red and black.
They grew also behind my house, and one large tree, which almost overshadowed it, was, when in flower, a bouquet which scented the whole neighborhood, but the squirrels and the jays got most of its fruit; the last coming in flocks early in the morning and picking the nuts out of the burs before they fell, I relinquished these trees to them and visited the more distant woods composed wholly of chestnut.
These nuts, as far as they went, were a good substitute for bread.
These forms are more agreeable to the fancy and imagination than fresco paintings or other the most expensive furniture.
These bubbles are from an eightieth to an eighth of an inch in diameter, very clear and beautiful, and you see your face reflected in them through the ice.
But these within the ice are not so numerous nor obvious as those beneath.
It will soon be forgotten, in these days of stoves, that we used to roast potatoes in the ashes, after the Indian fashion.
One old frequenter of these woods remembers, that as he passed her house one noon he heard her muttering to herself over her gurgling pot--"Ye are all bones, bones!"
Farther in the woods than any of these, where the road approaches nearest to the pond, Wyman the potter squatted, and furnished his townsmen with earthenware, and left descendants to succeed him.
Ay, the deep Walden Pond and cool Brister's Spring--privilege to drink long and healthy draughts at these, all unimproved by these men but to dilute their glass.
These he peddles still, prompting God and disgracing man, bearing for fruit his brain only, like the nut its kernel.
A little flock of these titmice came daily to pick a dinner out of my woodpile, or the crumbs at my door, with faint flitting lisping notes, like the tinkling of icicles in the grass, or else with sprightly day day day, or more rarely, in spring-like days, a wiry summery phe-be from the woodside.
These trees were alive and apparently flourishing at midsummer, and many of them had grown a foot, though completely girdled; but after another winter such were without exception dead.
How, pray, did he get these in midwinter?
These alders loomed through the mist at regular intervals as you walked half way round the pond.
But if, using the shortest diameter of Loch Fyne, we apply these proportions to Walden, which, as we have seen, appears already in a vertical section only like a shallow plate, it will appear four times as shallow.
These ice-cutters are a merry race, full of jest and sport, and when I went among them they were wont to invite me to saw pit-fashion with them, I standing underneath.
These foliaceous heaps lie along the bank like the slag of a furnace, showing that Nature is "in full blast" within.
Are these the problems which most concern mankind?
But why do I stay to mention these things?
These may be but the spring months in the life of the race.
I confess all these festivities and fireworks are becoming wearisome.
But amid these cares her anxiety about Pierre was evident.
It was evident that the more lifeless he seemed at ordinary times, the more impassioned he became in these moments of almost morbid irritation.
Drawing rooms, gossip, balls, vanity, and triviality--these are the enchanted circle I cannot escape from.
"How plainly all these young people wear their hearts on their sleeves!" said Anna Mikhaylovna, pointing to Nicholas as he went out.
It was pleasant and touching to see these little girls in love; but apparently the sight of them roused no pleasant feeling in Vera.
These rich grandees are so selfish.
We women, Prince," and she smiled tenderly, "always know how to say these things.
Just see how these nestlings are growing up, and she pointed to the girls.
These latter the butler thrust mysteriously forward, wrapped in a napkin, from behind the next man's shoulders and whispered: "Dry Madeira"...
Yes, these verses Nicholas wrote himself and I copied some others, and she found them on my table and said she'd show them to Mamma, and that I was ungrateful, and that Mamma would never allow him to marry me, but that he'll marry Julie.
But neither Anna Mikhaylovna nor the footman nor the coachman, who could not help seeing these people, took any notice of them.
These men pressed close to the wall to let Pierre and Anna Mikhaylovna pass and did not evince the least surprise at seeing them there.
Pierre could not make out what it was all about, and still less what "watching over his interests" meant, but he decided that all these things had to be.
Now, madam, these triangles are equal; please note that the angle ABC...
All these traveling effects of Prince Andrew's were in very good order: new, clean, and in cloth covers carefully tied with tapes.
Petrushka!" he called to his valet: "Come here, take these away.
These two things can be done together, he added.
So remember, these are my memoirs; hand them to the Emperor after my death.
These gentlemen talked among themselves and sometimes laughed.
What devils these quartermasters are!
Having jerked out these last words as soldiers do and waved his arms as if flinging something to the ground, the drummer--a lean, handsome soldier of forty--looked sternly at the singers and screwed up his eyes.
Here are two letters from Count Nostitz and here is one from His Highness the Archduke Ferdinand and here are these," he said, handing him several papers, "make a neat memorandum in French out of all this, showing all the news we have had of the movements of the Austrian army, and then give it to his excellency."
But among these people Prince Andrew knew how to take his stand so that they respected and even feared him.
Excited and irritated by these thoughts Prince Andrew went toward his room to write to his father, to whom he wrote every day.
"If we get to Vienna I'll get rid of it there but in these wretched little towns there's nowhere to spend it," said he.
But these words came like a piteous, despairing cry and an entreaty for pardon.
Oh, my dear fellow, we're in such a stew here these last two days.
Evidently these fugitives were allowed to pass by special permission.
These were the French.
These were the questions each man of the troops on the high ground above the bridge involuntarily asked himself with a sinking heart--watching the bridge and the hussars in the bright evening light and the blue tunics advancing from the other side with their bayonets and guns.
These sayings were prepared in the inner laboratory of his mind in a portable form as if intentionally, so that insignificant society people might carry them from drawing room to drawing room.
The movement of these wrinkles formed the principal play of expression on his face.
These gentlemen received Prince Andrew as one of themselves, an honor they did not extend to many.
Prince Andrew and the others gathered round these two.
Very sinister reports of the position of the army reached him as he went along, and the appearance of the troops in their disorderly flight confirmed these rumors.
"It's all the fault of these fellows on the staff that there's this disorder," he muttered.
Several battalions of soldiers, in their shirt sleeves despite the cold wind, swarmed in these earthworks like a host of white ants; spadefuls of red clay were continually being thrown up from behind the bank by unseen hands.
They had to hold their noses and put their horses to a trot to escape from the poisoned atmosphere of these latrines.
In among the hindmost of these men wearing similar shakos was a Russian hussar.
Behind these were some Russian sharpshooters.
He listened intently to the ebb and flow of these sounds.
It was they, these soldiers--wounded and unwounded--it was they who were crushing, weighing down, and twisting the sinews and scorching the flesh of his sprained arm and shoulder.
Of these plans he had not merely one or two in his head but dozens, some only beginning to form themselves, some approaching achievement, and some in course of disintegration.
These different people-- businessmen, relations, and acquaintances alike--were all disposed to treat the young heir in the most friendly and flattering manner: they were all evidently firmly convinced of Pierre's noble qualities.
She could not refrain from weeping at these words.
Besides, he had no time to ask himself whether these people were sincere or not.
It is high time for you to get away from these terrible recollections.
She looked at her niece, as if inquiring what she was to do with these people.
The old princess sighed sadly as she offered some wine to the old lady next to her and glanced angrily at her daughter, and her sigh seemed to say: "Yes, there's nothing left for you and me but to sip sweet wine, my dear, now that the time has come for these young ones to be thus boldly, provocatively happy."
Both these women quite sincerely tried to make her look pretty.
Prince Vasili readily adopted her tone and the little princess also drew Anatole, whom she hardly knew, into these amusing recollections of things that had never occurred.
Mademoiselle Bourienne also shared them and even Princess Mary felt herself pleasantly made to share in these merry reminiscences.
The coming of these visitors annoyed him.
What angered him was that the coming of these visitors revived in his mind an unsettled question he always tried to stifle, one about which he always deceived himself.
He saw the effect these words had produced on his daughter.
Each time that these hints began to make the countess anxious and she glanced uneasily at the count and at Anna Mikhaylovna, the latter very adroitly turned the conversation to insignificant matters.
In spite of Prince Andrew's disagreeable, ironical tone, in spite of the contempt with which Rostov, from his fighting army point of view, regarded all these little adjutants on the staff of whom the newcomer was evidently one, Rostov felt confused, blushed, and became silent.
Amid these sounds, only the youthful kindly voice of the Emperor Alexander was clearly heard.
None of these gentlemen changed his position on seeing Boris.
To the joy and pride of the whole army, a personal interview was refused, and instead of the Sovereign, Prince Dolgorukov, the victor at Wischau, was sent with Savary to negotiate with Napoleon if, contrary to expectations, these negotiations were actuated by a real desire for peace.
All these memories will be no more, none of them will have any meaning for me.
His horse and the horse of the hussar near him pricked their ears at these shouts.
Let every man be fully imbued with the thought that we must defeat these hirelings of England, inspired by such hatred of our nation!
Part of the Russian force had already descended into the valley toward the ponds and lakes and part were leaving these Pratzen Heights which he intended to attack and regarded as the key to the position.
These were the two Emperors followed by their suites.
These sights and sounds had no depressing or intimidating effect on him; on the contrary, they stimulated his energy and determination.
Give it them! he mentally exclaimed at these sounds, and again proceeded to gallop along the line, penetrating farther and farther into the region where the army was already in action.
* "Hang these Russians!"
But no, these must be only a handful of scoundrels.
He urged on his already weary horse to get quickly past these crowds, but the farther he went the more disorganized they were.
The first words he heard on coming to his senses were those of a French convoy officer, who said rapidly: "We must halt here: the Emperor will pass here immediately; it will please him to see these gentlemen prisoners."
The Emperor without waiting for an answer turned away and said to one of the officers as he went: Have these gentlemen attended to and taken to my bivouac; let my doctor, Larrey, examine their wounds.
Toward morning all these dreams melted and merged into the chaos and darkness of unconciousness and oblivion which in the opinion of Napoleon's doctor, Larrey, was much more likely to end in death than in convalescence.
Here, as elsewhere, he was surrounded by an atmosphere of subservience to his wealth, and being in the habit of lording it over these people, he treated them with absent-minded contempt.
She was already pale, but on hearing these words her face changed and something brightened in her beautiful, radiant eyes.
Unobservant as was the little princess, these tears, the cause of which she did not understand, agitated her.
Have these people no feeling, or honor?
Rostov noticed something new in Dolokhov's relations with Sonya, but he did not explain to himself what these new relations were.
For the Rostov family the whole interest of these preparations for war lay in the fact that Nicholas would not hear of remaining in Moscow, and only awaited the termination of Denisov's furlough after Christmas to return with him to their regiment.
So said the mothers as they watched their young people executing their newly learned steps, and so said the youths and maidens themselves as they danced till they were ready to drop, and so said the grown-up young men and women who came to these balls with an air of condescension and found them most enjoyable.
That year two marriages had come of these balls.
There was no answer to any of these questions, except one, and that not a logical answer and not at all a reply to them.
And what have you done with all these good gifts?
After these words, the Mason, as if tired by his long discourse, again leaned his arms on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.
These virtues were: 1.
"Yes, that must be so," thought Pierre, when after these words the Rhetor went away, leaving him to solitary meditation.
During these wanderings, Pierre noticed that he was spoken of now as the "Seeker," now as the "Sufferer," and now as the "Postulant," to the accompaniment of various knockings with mallets and swords.
But these doubts only lasted a moment.
The second pair of man's gloves he was to wear at the meetings, and finally of the third, a pair of women's gloves, he said: Dear brother, these woman's gloves are intended for you too.
And after a pause, he added: "But beware, dear brother, that these gloves do not deck hands that are unclean."
While the Grand Master said these last words it seemed to Pierre that he grew embarrassed.
He managed to follow only the last words of the statutes and these remained in his mind.
He acknowledged no acquaintances but saw in all these men only brothers, and burned with impatience to set to work with them.
I have certainly acquired a taste for war, and it is just as well for me; what I have seen during these last three months is incredible.
General Buxhowden was all but attacked and captured by a superior enemy force as a result of one of these maneuvers that enabled us to escape him.
During one of these attacks they carried off my empty portmanteau and my dressing gown.
He felt that these consultations were detached from real affairs and did not link up with them or make them move.
This gratitude reminded him of how much more he might do for these simple, kindly people.
He orders these pilgrims to be driven away, but she receives them.
At one end of the trench, steps were cut out and these formed the entrance and vestibule.
There were beds in these rooms and the sick and wounded officers were lying or sitting on them.
He did not ask about the regiment, nor about the general state of affairs, and when Rostov spoke of these matters did not listen.
The smell of the food the Preobrazhenskis were eating and a sense of hunger recalled him from these reflections; he had to get something to eat before going away.
Now all these men were replaced by Speranski on the civil side, and Arakcheev on the military.
"I think, however, that these condemnations have some ground," returned Prince Andrew, trying to resist Speranski's influence, of which he began to be conscious.
That is why it is a sin for men like you, Prince, not to serve in these times!
But in these great endeavors we are gravely hampered by the political institutions of today.
What is to be done in these circumstances?
The largest of these was the French circle of the Napoleonic alliance, the circle of Count Rumyantsev and Caulaincourt.
At these parties his feelings were like those of a conjuror who always expects his trick to be found out at any moment.
And in my dream I knew that these drawings represented the love adventures of the soul with its beloved.
These visits of Natasha's at night before the count returned from his club were one of the greatest pleasures of both mother, and daughter.
Is it possible that not one of all these men will notice me?
Prince Andrew was watching these men abashed by the Emperor's presence, and the women who were breathlessly longing to be asked to dance.
"Oh, undoubtedly!" said Prince Andrew, and with sudden and unnatural liveliness he began chaffing Pierre about the need to be very careful with his fifty-year-old Moscow cousins, and in the midst of these jesting remarks he rose, taking Pierre by the arm, and drew him aside.
Princess Mary had two passions and consequently two joys--her nephew, little Nicholas, and religion--and these were the favorite subjects of the prince's attacks and ridicule.
Then, at the moment of our loss, these thoughts could not occur to me; I should then have dismissed them with horror, but now they are very clear and certain.
Reading these letters, Nicholas felt a dread of their wanting to take him away from surroundings in which, protected from all the entanglements of life, he was living so calmly and quietly.
(She always ended with these words.)
"Devil take all these peasants, and money matters, and carryings forward from page to page," he thought.
Natasha felt so lighthearted and happy in these novel surroundings that she only feared the trap would come for her too soon.
These were all their own people who had settled down in the house almost as members of the family, or persons who were, it seemed, obliged to live in the count's house.
Nicholas guessed what his mother's remarks were leading to and during one of these conversations induced her to speak quite frankly.
But the countess would not agree to his going; he had had a bad leg all these last days.
It was too dreadful to be under the burden of these insoluble problems, so he abandoned himself to any distraction in order to forget them.
These guests--the famous Count Rostopchin, Prince Lopukhin with his nephew, General Chatrov an old war comrade of the prince's, and of the younger generation Pierre and Boris Drubetskoy--awaited the prince in the drawing room.
Though these reasons were very insufficient and obscure, no one made any rejoinder.
In reply Boris wrote these lines:
She loved and knew Prince Andrew, he loved her only, and was to come one of these days and take her.
All these things were repeatedly interrupted by the enthusiastic shouts of the audience.
During one of these moments of awkward silence when Anatole's prominent eyes were gazing calmly and fixedly at her, Natasha, to break the silence, asked him how he liked Moscow.
That's awful... and to escape from these dreadful thoughts she went to Sonya and began sorting patterns with her.
Natasha, have you considered what these secret reasons can be?
What troubles one has with these girls without their mother!
Without each of these causes nothing could have happened.
So all these causes--myriads of causes--coincided to bring it about.
At each of these towns thousands of people met him with excitement and enthusiasm.
So these are the steppes of Asia!
It seemed to Boris that it gave the Emperor pleasure to utter these words.
Balashev remembered these words, "So long as a single armed foe remains on Russian soil," but some complex feeling restrained him.
And what are they doing, all these courtiers?
A sovereign should not be with the army unless he is a general! said Napoleon, evidently uttering these words as a direct challenge to the Emperor.
He was now concerned only with the nearest practical matters unrelated to his past interests, and he seized on these the more eagerly the more those past interests were closed to him.
But though externally all remained as of old, the inner relations of all these people had changed since Prince Andrew had seen them last.
But this was only the external condition; the essential significance of the presence of the Emperor and of all these people, from a courtier's point of view (and in an Emperor's vicinity all became courtiers), was clear to everyone.
Whatever question arose, a swarm of these drones, without having finished their buzzing on a previous theme, flew over to the new one and by their hum drowned and obscured the voices of those who were disputing honestly.
From among all these parties, just at the time Prince Andrew reached the army, another, a ninth party, was being formed and was beginning to raise its voice.
During all these discussions Pfuel and his interpreter, Wolzogen (his "bridge" in court relations), were silent.
Of all these men Prince Andrew sympathized most with Pfuel, angry, determined, and absurdly self-confident as he was.
Prince Andrew, listening to this polyglot talk and to these surmises, plans, refutations, and shouts, felt nothing but amazement at what they were saying.
At these sounds, long unheard, Rostov's spirits rose, as at the strains of the merriest music.
He could already see how these men, who looked so small at the foot of the hill, jostled and overtook one another, waving their arms and their sabers in the air.
But while Nicholas was considering these questions and still could reach no clear solution of what puzzled him so, the wheel of fortune in the service, as often happens, turned in his favor.
This foe confounding Thy land, desiring to lay waste the whole world, rises against us; these lawless men are gathered together to overthrow Thy kingdom, to destroy Thy dear Jerusalem, Thy beloved Russia; to defile Thy temples, to overthrow Thine altars, and to desecrate our holy shrines.
Among these letters was one from Nicholas Rostov to his father.
I don't know, I am very far from having military tastes, but in these times no one can answer for himself.
In all these words she saw only that the danger threatening her son would not soon be over.
All these conversations, especially the joking with the girls, were such as might have had a particular charm for Petya at his age, but they did not interest him now.
On all these faces, as on the faces of the crowd Petya had seen in the Square, there was a striking contradiction: the general expectation of a solemn event, and at the same time the everyday interests in a boston card party, Peter the cook, Zinaida Dmitrievna's health, and so on.
"I think that before discussing these questions," Pierre continued, "we should ask the Emperor--most respectfully ask His Majesty--to let us know the number of our troops and the position in which our army and our forces now are, and then..."
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.
These he put down beside him--not letting anyone read them at dinner.
At these words Alpatych nodded as if in approval, and not wishing to hear more went to the door of the room opposite the innkeeper's, where he had left his purchases.
For the Minister is leading these visitors after him to Moscow in a most masterly way.
The interpreter translated these words without the last phrase, and Bonaparte smiled.
But she drove these thoughts away with disgust.
It was quite impossible to understand these sounds.
As birds migrate to somewhere beyond the sea, so these men with their wives and children streamed to the southeast, to parts where none of them had ever been.
Now in 1812, to anyone living in close touch with these people it was apparent that these undercurrents were acting strongly and nearing an eruption.
With mournful pleasure she now lingered over these images, repelling with horror only the last one, the picture of his death, which she felt she could not contemplate even in imagination at this still and mystic hour of night.
And these pictures presented themselves to her so clearly and in such detail that they seemed now present, now past, and now future.
"My mistress, daughter of General in Chief Prince Nicholas Bolkonski who died on the fifteenth of this month, finding herself in difficulties owing to the boorishness of these people"--he pointed to the peasants--"asks you to come up to the house....
Some of the peasants said that these new arrivals were Russians and might take it amiss that the mistress was being detained.
Kamenski sent soldiers to Rustchuk, but I only employed these two things and took more fortresses than Kamenski and made them Turks eat horseflesh!
In the corner room at the club, members gathered to read these broadsheets, and some liked the way Karpushka jeered at the French, saying: They will swell up with Russian cabbage, burst with our buckwheat porridge, and choke themselves with cabbage soup.
These words showed Pierre clearly for the first time that the French would enter Moscow.
Pierre pondered over these broadsheets.
Yet from among these men twenty thousand are doomed to die, and they wonder at my hat!
On seeing these peasants, who were evidently still amused by the novelty of their position as soldiers, Pierre once more thought of the wounded men at Mozhaysk and understood what the soldier had meant when he said: "They want the whole nation to fall on them."
An elderly sergeant who had approached the officer while he was giving these explanations had waited in silence for him to finish speaking, but at this point, evidently not liking the officer's remark, interrupted him.
Standing among the crowd of peasants, Pierre recognized several acquaintances among these notables, but did not look at them--his whole attention was absorbed in watching the serious expression on the faces of the crowd of soldiers and militiamen who were all gazing eagerly at the icon.
The faces all expressed animation and apprehension, but it seemed to Pierre that the cause of the excitement shown in some of these faces lay chiefly in questions of personal success; his mind, however, was occupied by the different expression he saw on other faces--an expression that spoke not of personal matters but of the universal questions of life and death.
Glory, the good of society, love of a woman, the Fatherland itself--how important these pictures appeared to me, with what profound meaning they seemed to be filled!
For me tomorrow means this: a Russian army of a hundred thousand and a French army of a hundred thousand have met to fight, and the thing is that these two hundred thousand men will fight and the side that fights more fiercely and spares itself least will win.
They rode close by continuing to converse, and Prince Andrew involuntarily heard these words:
He understood that latent heat (as they say in physics) of patriotism which was present in all these men he had seen, and this explained to him why they all prepared for death calmly, and as it were lightheartedly.
Then all these Westphalians and Hessians whom Napoleon is leading would not follow him into Russia, and we should not go to fight in Austria and Prussia without knowing why.
After giving these and other commands he returned to his tent, and the dispositions for the battle were written down from his dictation.
Not one of these was, or could be, carried out.
So the way in which these people killed one another was not decided by Napoleon's will but occurred independently of him, in accord with the will of hundreds of thousands of people who took part in the common action.
These dispositions and orders only seem worse than previous ones because the battle of Borodino was the first Napoleon did not win.
Corvisart gave me these lozenges but they don't help at all.
Napoleon walked about in front of his tent, looked at the fires and listened to these sounds, and as he was passing a tall guardsman in a shaggy cap, who was standing sentinel before his tent and had drawn himself up like a black pillar at sight of the Emperor, Napoleon stopped in front of him.
These puffs of smoke and (strange to say) the sound of the firing produced the chief beauty of the spectacle.
Pierre, who had not noticed these sounds before, now heard nothing else.
He had no time to realize who these men were.
In reality, however, all these movements forward and backward did not improve or alter the position of the troops.
All their rushing and galloping at one another did little harm, the harm of disablement and death was caused by the balls and bullets that flew over the fields on which these men were floundering about.
But contrary to what had always happened in their former battles, instead of the news they expected of the enemy's flight, these orderly masses returned thence as disorganized and terrified mobs.
All seemed fully absorbed in these pursuits.
When men were killed or wounded, when rows of stretchers went past, when some troops retreated, and when great masses of the enemy came into view through the smoke, no one paid any attention to these things.
It was as if the minds of these morally exhausted men found relief in everyday, commonplace occurrences.
A commander-in-chief's business, it would seem, is simply to choose one of these projects.
No jokes, or laughter, or smiles even, were seen among all these men.
And all these groups, while talking among themselves, tried to keep near the commander-in-chief (whose bench formed the center of the gathering) and to speak so that he might overhear them.
After hearing what was being said by one or other of these groups he generally turned away with an air of disappointment, as though they were not speaking of anything he wished to hear.
He was convinced that he alone could maintain command of the army in these difficult circumstances, and that in all the world he alone could encounter the invincible Napoleon without fear, and he was horrified at the thought of the order he had to issue.
But something had to be decided, and these conversations around him which were assuming too free a character must be stopped.
The question I have asked these gentlemen to meet to discuss is a military one.
During one of these pauses Kutuzov heaved a deep sigh as if preparing to speak.
And as it always happens in contests of cunning that a stupid person gets the better of cleverer ones, Helene--having realized that the main object of all these words and all this trouble was, after converting her to Catholicism, to obtain money from her for Jesuit institutions (as to which she received indications)-before parting with her money insisted that the various operations necessary to free her from her husband should be performed.
It is done in all the brothels, and with these words Marya Dmitrievna, turning up her wide sleeves with her usual threatening gesture and glancing sternly round, moved across the room.
Armed with these arguments, which appeared to her unanswerable, she drove to her daughter's early one morning so as to find her alone.
Thoughts cannot be united, but to harness all these thoughts together is what we need!
Yes, one must harness them, must harness them! he repeated to himself with inward rapture, feeling that these words and they alone expressed what he wanted to say and solved the question that tormented him.
Pierre did not understand and was not interested in any of these questions and only answered them in order to get rid of these people.
She tried to get Nicholas back and wished to go herself to join Petya, or to get him an appointment somewhere in Petersburg, but neither of these proved possible.
"Sonya, wait a bit--we'll pack everything into these," said Natasha.
"These aren't needed," said she, putting aside some plates of Kiev ware.
"These--yes, these must go among the carpets," she said, referring to the Saxony china dishes.
"These--yes, these must go among the carpets," she said, referring to the Saxony china dishes.
The major-domo to whom these entreaties were addressed, though he was sorry for the wounded, resolutely refused, saying that he dare not even mention the matter to the count.
Pity these wounded men as one might, it was evident that if they were given one cart there would be no reason to refuse another, or all the carts and one's own carriages as well.
Yes, Mamma, I tell you sincerely that these are hard and sad times for every Russian.
Yes, these are very hard times! said Berg.
These men, who under the leadership of the tall lad were drinking in the dramshop that morning, had brought the publican some skins from the factory and for this had had drink served them.
We too will take part..." the reader went on, and then paused ("Do you see," shouted the youth victoriously, "he's going to clear up the whole affair for you...."), "in destroying them, and will send these visitors to the devil.
We will do, completely do, and undo these scoundrels.
"What people are these?" he shouted to the men, who were moving singly and timidly in the direction of his trap.
"What people are these?" he shouted again, receiving no answer.
When lunatics command our armies God evidently means these other madmen to be free.
These words went from one to another in the crowd.
Who these men were nobody knew.
When five weeks later these same men left Moscow, they no longer formed an army.
But despite all these measures the men, who had till then constituted an army, flowed all over the wealthy, deserted city with its comforts and plentiful supplies.
Having repeated these words the captain wiped his eyes and gave himself a shake, as if driving away the weakness which assailed him at this touching recollection.
While listening to these love stories his own love for Natasha unexpectedly rose to his mind, and going over the pictures of that love in his imagination he mentally compared them with Ramballe's tales.
Whether it was the wine he had drunk, or an impulse of frankness, or the thought that this man did not, and never would, know any of those who played a part in his story, or whether it was all these things together, something loosened Pierre's tongue.
And suddenly the sequence of these thoughts broke off, and Prince Andrew heard (without knowing whether it was a delusion or reality) a soft whispering voice incessantly and rhythmically repeating "piti-piti- piti," and then "titi," and then again "piti-piti-piti," and "ti-ti" once more.
They went inside the garden when these wolves swooped down, said the woman, pointing to the French soldiers.
One of these, a nimble little man, was wearing a blue coat tied round the waist with a rope.
But of all these various suspected characters, Pierre was considered to be the most suspicious of all.
Stories were whispered of how differently the two Empresses behaved in these difficult circumstances.
"The Emperor returns these Austrian banners," said Bilibin, "friendly banners gone astray and found on a wrong path," and his brow became smooth again.
Prince Vasili pronounced these last words in a tearful voice.
When he heard these words and saw the expression of firm resolution in the Emperor's eyes, Michaud--quoique etranger, russe de coeur et d'ame-- at that solemn moment felt himself enraptured by all that he had heard (as he used afterwards to say), and gave expression to his own feelings and those of the Russian people whose representative he considered himself to be, in the following words:
Among these was the governor's wife herself, who welcomed Rostov as a near relative and called him "Nicholas."
It comforted him to hear these arguments.
Assuming that she did go down to see him, Princess Mary imagined the words he would say to her and what she would say to him, and these words sometimes seemed undeservedly cold and then to mean too much.
He had pictured each of those young ladies as almost all honest-hearted young men do, that is, as a possible wife, adapting her in his imagination to all the conditions of married life: a white dressing gown, his wife at the tea table, his wife's carriage, little ones, Mamma and Papa, their relations to her, and so on--and these pictures of the future had given him pleasure.
She spoke in a soft, tremulous voice, and in the weary eyes that looked over her spectacles Sonya read all that the countess meant to convey with these words.
That evening he learned that all these prisoners (he, probably, among them) were to be tried for incendiarism.
He knew he was in these men's power, that only by force had they brought him there, that force alone gave them the right to demand answers to their questions, and that the sole object of that assembly was to inculpate him.
These first days, before the eighth of September when the prisoners were had up for a second examination, were the hardest of all for Pierre.
These bells reminded Pierre that it was Sunday and the feast of the Nativity of the Virgin.
Pierre gazed now with dazed eyes at these sharpshooters who ran in couples out of the circle.
She knew it to be necessary, and though it was hard for her she was not vexed with these people.
These thoughts seemed to him comforting.
Gradually, unnoticed, all these persons began to disappear and a single question, that of the closed door, superseded all else.
But there are laws directing events, and some of these laws are known to us while we are conscious of others we cannot comprehend.
The discovery of these laws is only possible when we have quite abandoned the attempt to find the cause in the will of some one man, just as the discovery of the laws of the motion of the planets was possible only when men abandoned the conception of the fixity of the earth.
In any of these eventualities the flank march that brought salvation might have proved disastrous.
As a result of the hostility between Kutuzov and Bennigsen, his Chief of Staff, the presence of confidential representatives of the Emperor, and these transfers, a more than usually complicated play of parties was going on among the staff of the army.
The war went on independently of them, as it had to go: that is, never in the way people devised, but flowing always from the essential attitude of the masses.
Only in the highest spheres did all these schemes, crossings, and interminglings appear to be a true reflection of what had to happen.
These sounds made his spirits rise, but at the same time he was afraid that he would be blamed for not having executed sooner the important order entrusted to him.
Ermolov screwed up his eyes and smiled faintly on hearing these words.
These are the measures the government has adopted to re- establish order and relieve your condition.
As to the theaters for the entertainment of the people and the troops, these did not meet with success either.
The sight of them reminded him of all he had experienced and learned during these weeks and this recollection was pleasant to him.
The corporal and soldiers were in marching kit with knapsacks and shakos that had metal straps, and these changed their familiar faces.
"Dram-da-da-dam, dam-dam..." rattled the drums, and Pierre understood that this mysterious force completely controlled these men and that it was now useless to say any more.
Pierre too drew near the church where the thing was that evoked these exclamations, and dimly made out something leaning against the palings surrounding the church.
These were troops of Beauharnais' corps which had started before any of the others.
From the moment Pierre had recognized the appearance of the mysterious force nothing had seemed to him strange or dreadful: neither the corpse smeared with soot for fun nor these women hurrying away nor the burned ruins of Moscow.
All these people and horses seemed driven forward by some invisible power.
It seemed that all these men, now that they had stopped amid fields in the chill dusk of the autumn evening, experienced one and the same feeling of unpleasant awakening from the hurry and eagerness to push on that had seized them at the start.
From all these reports it was evident that where they had expected to meet a single division there was now the whole French army marching from Moscow in an unexpected direction--along the Kaluga road.
But these were only suppositions, which seemed important to the younger men but not to Kutuzov.
But the assignment of these various meanings to the factor does not yield results which accord with the historic facts.
The further the campaign progressed the more numerous these detachments became.
Through these forests Denisov and his party rode all day, sometimes keeping well back in them and sometimes coming to the very edge, but never losing sight of the moving French.
All that he now wanted to know was what troops these were and to learn that he had to capture a "tongue"--that is, a man from the enemy column.
Pointing to the French troops, Denisov asked him what these and those of them were.
Here now--wouldn't one of these gentlemen like to ride over to the French camp with me?
"But for you and me, old fellow, it's time to drop these amenities," continued Dolokhov, as if he found particular pleasure in speaking of this subject which irritated Denisov.
Who has told them not to capture me these twenty times over?
A horrid business dragging these corpses about with one!
"Done for!" repeated Dolokhov as if the utterance of these words afforded him pleasure, and he went quickly up to the prisoners, who were surrounded by Cossacks who had hurried up.
These three groups traveling together--the cavalry stores, the convoy of prisoners, and Junot's baggage train--still constituted a separate and united whole, though each of the groups was rapidly melting away.
And now during these last three weeks of the march he had learned still another new, consolatory truth--that nothing in this world is terrible.
Its whole surface consisted of drops closely pressed together, and all these drops moved and changed places, sometimes several of them merging into one, sometimes one dividing into many.
The soldiers, who are worn out with hunger and fatigue, need these supplies as well as a few days' rest.
Many have died these last days on the road or at the bivouacs.
But these orders and reports were only on paper, nothing in them was acted upon for they could not be carried out, and though they entitled one another Majesties, Highnesses, or Cousins, they all felt that they were miserable wretches who had done much evil for which they had now to pay.
History (or what is called by that name) replying to these questions says that this occurred because Kutuzov and Tormasov and Chichagov, and this man and that man, did not execute such and such maneuvers...
Not merely in these cases but continually did that old man--who by experience of life had reached the conviction that thoughts and the words serving as their expression are not what move people--use quite meaningless words that happened to enter his head.
He screwed up his eyes with a dissatisfied look as he gazed attentively and fixedly at these prisoners, who presented a specially wretched appearance.
You may want us one of these days.
These were two Frenchmen who had been hiding in the forest.
He regarded all these occupations as hindrances to life, and considered that they were all contemptible because their aim was the welfare of himself and his family.
Now to his surprise he found that he no longer felt either doubt or perplexity about these questions.
These forms were lifeless but still existed.
The longer the French remained the more these forms of town life perished, until finally all was merged into one confused, lifeless scene of plunder.
"Yes, in these days it would be hard to live without faith..." remarked Princess Mary.
What is surprising is that they should trouble about these things now when it can no longer be of interest to them.
What do these reproaches mean?
Whether the preservation of my father's house in Moscow, or the glory of the Russian arms, or the prosperity of the Petersburg and other universities, or the freedom of Poland or the greatness of Russia, or the balance of power in Europe, or a certain kind of European culture called "progress" appear to me to be good or bad, I must admit that besides these things the action of every historic character has other more general purposes inaccessible to me.
The higher the human intellect rises in the discovery of these purposes, the more obvious it becomes, that the ultimate purpose is beyond our comprehension.
I can't bear these ladies and all these civilities! said he aloud in Sonya's presence, evidently unable to repress his vexation, after the princess' carriage had disappeared.
But she could not pacify herself with these reflections; a feeling akin to remorse troubled her when she thought of her visit.
The books he read were chiefly historical, and on these he spent a certain sum every year.
The chief reason for devoting no time either to singing, to dress, or to choosing her words was that she really had no time to spare for these things.
These questions, then as now, existed only for those who see nothing in marriage but the pleasure married people get from one another, that is, only the beginnings of marriage and not its whole significance, which lies in the family.
"Now, Nicholas," she added, turning to her husband, "I can't understand how it is you don't see the charm of these delicious marvels."
Pierre felt the different outlooks of these various worlds and made haste to satisfy all their expectations.
After these fits of irritability her face would grow yellow, and her maids knew by infallible symptoms when Belova would again be deaf, the snuff damp, and the countess' face yellow.
Once or twice Pierre was carried away and began to speak of these things, but Nicholas and Natasha always brought him back to the health of Prince Ivan and Countess Mary Alexeevna.
And so he thought it necessary to take an interest in these things and to question Pierre.
The questions put by these two kept the conversation from changing its ordinary character of gossip about the higher government circles.
He seeks only for peace, and only these people sans foi ni loi * can give it him--people who recklessly hack at and strangle everything--Magnitski, Arakcheev, and tutti quanti....
Denisov started these and Pierre was particularly agreeable and amusing about them.
Countess Mary wanted to tell him that man does not live by bread alone and that he attached too much importance to these matters.
For the ancients these questions were solved by a belief in the direct participation of the Deity in human affairs.
Modern history, in theory, rejects both these principles.
What were the causes of these events?
These are the instinctive, plain, and most legitimate questions humanity asks itself when it encounters the monuments and tradition of that period.
For a reply to these questions the common sense of mankind turns to the science of history, whose aim is to enable nations and humanity to know themselves.
Modern history replying to these questions says: you want to know what this movement means, what caused it, and what force produced these events?
The strangeness and absurdity of these replies arise from the fact that modern history, like a deaf man, answers questions no one has asked.
Specialist historians describing the campaign of 1813 or the restoration of the Bourbons plainly assert that these events were produced by the will of Alexander.
Of the immense number of indications accompanying every vital phenomenon, these historians select the indication of intellectual activity and say that this indication is the cause.
To these questions three answers are possible:
And these are the three ways in which the historians do explain the relation of the people to their rulers.
Evidently the explanations furnished by these historians being mutually contradictory can only satisfy young children.
But what this program consists in these historians do not say, or if they do they continually contradict one another.
To these questions there are and can be no answers.
And so these historians also see and admit historical events which are exceptions to the theory.
The leaders, these historians tell us, express the will of the people: the activity of the leaders represents the activity of the people.
If we unite both these kinds of history, as is done by the newest historians, we shall have the history of monarchs and writers, but not the history of the life of the peoples.
Men uniting in these combinations always assume such relations toward one another that the larger number take a more direct share, and the smaller number a less direct share, in the collective action for which they have combined.
The soldier himself does the stabbing, hacking, burning, and pillaging, and always receives orders for these actions from men above him; he himself never gives an order.
History shows us that these justifications of the events have no common sense and are all contradictory, as in the case of killing a man as the result of recognizing his rights, and the killing of millions in Russia for the humiliation of England.
But these justifications have a very necessary significance in their own day.
These justifications release those who produce the events from moral responsibility.
These temporary aims are like the broom fixed in front of a locomotive to clear the snow from the rails in front: they clear men's moral responsibilities from their path.
Arriving at this conclusion we can reply directly and positively to these two essential questions of history:
History surveys a presentation of man's life in which the union of these two contradictions has already taken place.
To solve the question of how freedom and necessity are combined and what constitutes the essence of these two conceptions, the philosophy of history can and should follow a path contrary to that taken by other sciences.
The degree of freedom and inevitability governing the actions of these people is clearly defined for us.
In all these cases the conception of freedom is increased or diminished and the conception of compulsion is correspondingly decreased or increased, according to the point of view from which the action is regarded.
On these three considerations alone is based the conception of irresponsibility for crimes and the extenuating circumstances admitted by all legislative codes.
Apart from these two concepts which in their union mutually define one another as form and content, no conception of life is possible.
I guess I can't deny that, but in all these years, why hasn't Uncle Fabrice's name come up in a conversation at least once?
I remembered how isolated these roads were, but I forgot how dangerous they were.
Are we going to have one of these relationships where we have to constantly prove our love to each other?
I'll catch up after I cook these rabbits and clean up the camp.
These visions are totally verifiable in current time.
There were paths through these gardens, and over some of the brooks were ornamental glass bridges.
May we examine some of these articles?
Hearing these words Jim resolved to conquer his alarm.
These poems were read and admired by many people.
These children are learning it just as the first people who lived on the earth learned it in the beginning.
These men were not afraid of the king's soldiers.
These he hammered and shaped and fitted to the horse's feet.
It was no easy thing to learn these letters and how they are put together to make words.
The shah, or ruler of these people, went out to meet Alexander and welcome him to their country.
"How did these clothes come on me?" cried the child.
These are easy to spot: They rely on huge conceptual leaps without a framework to support them.
How do these features work so well?
But these are the exceptions.
These happy days did not last long.
After awhile the need of some means of communication became so urgent that these outbursts occurred daily, sometimes hourly.
My father made holes in these so that I could string them, and for a long time they kept me happy and contented.
Perhaps these pages are more particularly addressed to poor students.
With these words she greeted Prince Vasili Kuragin, a man of high rank and importance, who was the first to arrive at her reception.
The officer of the suite ventured to remark to the prince that if these battalions went away, the guns would remain without support.
Who are these men? thought Rostov, scarcely believing his eyes.
Before he had had time to finish giving these instructions, a chief of staff followed by a suite galloped up to him.
Prince Vasili, who still occupied his former important posts, formed a connecting link between these two circles.
Occasionally amid these memories temptations of the devil would surge into her imagination: thoughts of how things would be after his death, and how her new, liberated life would be ordered.
Why are these people with frightened faces stopping me?
Dron replied that the horses of these peasants were away carting.
When Carmen's father died, she thought she was alone in the world, yet all these people had been there for her.
Kutuzov looked long and intently at these two soldiers.
These were real people in life-altering situations.
Each visitor performed the ceremony of greeting this old aunt whom not one of them knew, not one of them wanted to know, and not one of them cared about.
But these sounds were hardly heard in comparison with the noise of the firing outside the town and attracted little attention from the inhabitants.
But scarcely had Pierre uttered these words before he was attacked from three sides.
"I have an idea," said the Wizard, "that there are fishes in these brooks.