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 1 Int |        Neveux~“I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall
 2 Int |        extolled the study of real life, and announced the publication
 3 Int |        information concerning his life. As it was very simple and
 4 Int |        take refuge when, weary of life, he would implore a truce,
 5 Int |        lily-pads.~The rest of his life was taken up by his work.
 6 Int |           At the end of his short life, while his mind was still
 7 Int |    contemporary author during his life ever experienced the same.
 8 Int |          only too simple. All his life, consciously or unconsciously,
 9 Int |            that shed light on his life work. Parsimonious of all
10 Int |     general types, “romanticized” life itself, and not myths, those
11 Int |        never knew, are brought to life.~The Minstrel feels neither
12 Int |          for he never found it in Life....~His ambition was not
13 Int |           follows:~“Everything in life is almost alike to me, men,
14 Int |           the criminal dangers of life, but he pities them without
15 Int |      became flesh by contact with life and suffering. And the work
16 Int |         the conditions of his new life. Being well bred, he respected,
17 Int |          the nothingness, of this life, when one is resigned, as
18 Int |        attachments that I have in life act on my sensibility, which
19 Int |      which exceeded his horror of life, and his sombre terror of
20 I   |          to seize all the joys of life, of which she had dreamed
21 I   |       ignorance of the secrets of life. He wished the Sisters to
22 I   |       radiant, full of the joy of life, ready for all the happiness,
23 I   |       greatest pleasures of their life, and they all agreed on
24 I   |        dawn! The beginning of her life! Thoroughly fatigued at
25 II  |           HAPPY DAYS~A delightful life commenced for Jeanne, a
26 II  |           commenced for Jeanne, a life in the open air. She wandered
27 III |          at the numerous forms of life that were in the air and
28 III |        was not equal to a country life, and the more their hearts
29 III |         it was aware of her whole life, that with its quick, regular
30 III |         would accompany her whole life; and she stopped the golden
31 IV  |    question of the happiness of a life, one should not think too
32 IV  |          knew why. Nothing in her life, her manner, gave any intimation
33 IV  |           yet been changed in her life; the constant hope of her
34 IV  |          the constant hope of her life seemed only nearer, almost
35 IV  |          another? What would this life be that they were about
36 V   |       CHAPTER V~CORSICA AND A NEW LIFE~Four days later the travelling
37 V   |         that she was leaving real life to enter into a dream, although
38 VI  |     anything to do. All her young life at the convent had been
39 VI  |           of the air teeming with life, with fragrance, with fertilizing
40 VI  |         boredom of the monotonous life about to begin.~She seated
41 VI  |          until the bonds of their life in common had been renewed.~
42 VI  |         that is the best thing in life, the hearth, the hearth,
43 VI  |         of habit was covering her life with a layer of resignation
44 VI  |     insignificant things of daily life, a care for the simple,
45 VI  |         vague disenchantment with life was growing up in her mind.
46 VI  |     neglect more deeply? Was this life? Had they deceived themselves?
47 VI  |         the place where all their life would be passed. They had
48 VI  |      varied the monotony of their life. The baron and his wife
49 VI  |        said, in a resigned tone: “Life is not always cheerful.”~
50 VII |       became a distraction in the life of the young people. Every
51 VII |         cottages gave evidence of life in the smoke that ascended
52 VII |        seemed to lose her hold on life like this before, never
53 VII |         And now! And now! Oh, her life was shipwrecked, all joy
54 VII |        over the cliff and bidding life farewell. Like one in despair,
55 VII |        curtain which hid her past life had been raised.~She felt
56 VII |       felt the first stirrings of life within her. Then she was
57 VII |           for thinking of the new life that was developing in her,
58 VII |        herself, bound herself for life to him, why she had renounced
59 VIII|           to disturb their dreary life. The baron, his wife, and
60 VIII|         She had neither strength, life nor knowledge for anything
61 VIII|          exhausted by this morbid life, taking no rest, growing
62 IX  |         she had known her all her life, and made her sit down beside
63 IX  |     passed slowly and the shut-in life began again as in the previous
64 IX  |           charm had come into her life. Her husband was also quite
65 IX  | Everything seemed to be coming to life beneath the quickening rays
66 IX  |         change the current of her life. Julien had been gone since
67 IX  |          all infamy, all of whose life, actions and thoughts had
68 IX  |          to her: those of her own life—Rosalie, Gilberte, the bitter
69 IX  |          important events of home life, so petty to outsiders: “
70 IX  |     entered the past secret heart life of little mother. She looked
71 X   |       clearly:~“I am all alone in life now; my father and my husband
72 X   |          she felt herself lost in life, far away from everyone.~“
73 X   |         priest, the persecutor of life.~Jeanne, very much worried,
74 XI  |    unimpeachable austerity of his life.~When he met Jeanne he never
75 XI  |   intended for a secluded, simple life, lonely enough to kill one,
76 XI  |          make disposition of this life. What you are doing is cowardly
77 XI  |         For the first time in his life he now had playmates, and
78 XI  |          he was going to live his life without troubling himself
79 XI  |         at some other time of her life or did she only imagine
80 XI  |           my girl, all about your life. It will do me good just
81 XI  |           has a grudge against my life.”~But Rosalie shook her
82 XII |       this house to which all her life was linked.~When Rosalie
83 XII |          very dreary and hopeless life. She went from room to room,
84 XII |          recalled episodes in her life, old friends, as it were,
85 XII |           who have a share in our life and almost of our being,
86 XIII|         weariness of this kind of life came over her that she determined
87 XIII|          seven years! You were my life, my dream, my only hope,
88 XIII|        herself carried into a new life, into a new world that was
89 XIII|      world that was no longer the life of her tranquil youth and
90 XIV |          by memories of her early life and her wedding journey
91 XIV |         those who live a solitary life. The least thing out of
92 XIV |        have never had any luck in life.”~Then Rosalie would say: “
93 XIV |          at sight of her wretched life spread out before her on
94 XIV |          were a cemetery. All her life was buried here. She went
95 XIV |      answer to her own thoughts: “Life, after all, is not as good