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Ath. Then all things which have a soul change, and possess inthemselves a principle of change, and in changing move according tolaw and to the order of destiny: natures which have undergone a lesserchange move less and on the earth’s surface, but those which havesuffered more change and have become more criminal sink into theabyss, that is to say, into Hades and other places in the world below,of which the very names terrify men, and which they picture tothemselves as in a dream, both while alive and when released fromthe body. And whenever the soul receives more of good or evil from herown energy and the strong influence of others-when she has communionwith divine virtue and becomes divine, she is carried into another andbetter place, which is perfect in holiness; but when she has communionwith evil, then she also changes the Place of her life.
Thoughts of where she would go now, whether to the aunt who had brought her up, to Dolly, or simply alone, abroad, and of what he was doing now alone in his study; whether this was the final quarrel, or whether reconciliation were still possible; and of what all her old friends at Peterburg would say of her now; and of how Alexei Alexandrovich would look at it,outlet moncler, and many other ideas of what would happen now after the rupture, came into her head; but she did not give herself up to them with all her heart. At the bottom of her heart was some obscure idea that alone interested her, but she could not get clear sight of it. Thinking once more of Alexei Alexandrovich, she recalled the time of her illness after her confinement,and bid her be composed, and the feeling which never left her at that time. `Why didn’t I die?’ she recalled the words and the feeling of that time. And all at once she knew what was in her soul. Yes, it was that idea which alone solved all. `Yes, to die!…’
And so I opened and closed them a hundred times a night–to be always disappointed! It racked me! I’ve often groaned aloud, till that old rascal Joseph no doubt believed that my conscience was playing the fiend inside of me. Now, since I’ve seen her, I’m pacified–a little. It ~s a strange way of killing! not by inches, but by fractions and hairbreadths, to beguile me with the spectre of a hope, through eighteen years!’ .poloB1Foutlet0901ralphlauren,相关的主题文章: