Monday, June 13, 2011

own body and everything around him

His servant handed him a slit half of the book - Ms. Su Zha epistolary novel. He began to visit the reading on the Mount Ah Li De Velde's pain, the struggle to maintain high moral narrative. "When she was in love with the man who lured her, when, why she wants to fight him?" coach colette tote 


He thought, "God will not give her soul to the desire to go against his will. My former wife did not make struggle, about her approach is right. did not find anything, "Pierre again said to himself," nothing came up. We only know that we know nothing. This is the high expression of human wisdom. "

In his view, his own body and everything around him is disordered, meaningless, repulsive. But Pierre, in his aversion to all things around in, but found an exciting joy.

"I venture to ask you a little closer to some adults, this is his old seat," the postmaster said, came into the room, led a horse are stranded because of the lack of crossing guests. Crossing the guests is a large bone, skin yellow face covered with wrinkles, Dun Dun real real old man, his piercing gray eyes, light gray hanging above the eyebrows.

Pierre, one of his own legs away from the table, stood up, walked over, sleep on a bed prepared for him, looked at from time to time came in person, the person with a dark, tired face and not looked Pierre, then with the help of his servant was hard to take off his clothes. 



Crossing the guests dressed in a worn surface of the Nanjing handwoven cloth hanging coats, wearing a pair of Valenki emaciated, he sat down on the sofa, put the temples broad, short hair, the huge head against the sofa back, glanced toward Bezuhov. Serious, smart, sharp eyes, Pierre surprised. 


He wanted to talk to the guests and the crossing, but he would like to ask him when the road conditions, crossing the guests closed their eyes, folded his pair of wrinkled old man's hand, there is a finger wearing a skeleton pattern engraved large cast iron ring, sat motionless, perhaps to rest, Pierre felt that passers-by thought maybe something is leisurely to do. 


Servants of the guests sounded crossing wrinkles, yellowing of skin is also an old man, mustache and beard he did not have to, it seems not to shave before, but never had a long beard.Flexible hands and feet of the old servant opened the road with the food boxes, gracefully tea table, end to boiling samovar.coach crossbody 

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