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  • by: by Marcus du Sautoy
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"Is it possible that this hand, that face, those eyes, all this treasure of feminine charm so strange to me now, is it possible that it will Music of the Primes day be mine forever, as familiar to me as I am to myself?. No, that's impossible!. " "Good-by, Count," she said aloud. "I shall look forward very much to your return," she added in a whisper. And these simple words, her look, and the expression on her face which accompanied them, formed for two months the subject of inexhaustible memories, interpretations, and happy meditations for Pierre.

"'I shall look forward very much to your return. ' Yes, yes, how did she say it. Yes, 'I shall look forward very much to your return. ' Oh, how happy I am.

What is happening to me. How happy I am!" said Pierre to himself. BK15|CH19 CHAPTER XIX There was nothing in Pierre's soul now at all like what had troubled Music of the Primes during his courtship of Helene. He did not repeat to himself with a sickening feeling of shame the words he had spoken, or say: "Oh, why did I not say that?" Music of the Primes, "Whatever made me say 'Je vous aime'?" On the contrary, he now repeated in imagination every word that he or Natasha had spoken and pictured every detail of her face and smile, and did not wish to diminish or add anything, but only to repeat it again and again.

There was now not a shadow of doubt in his mind as to whether what he had undertaken was right or wrong. Only one terrible doubt sometimes crossed his mind: "Wasn't it all a dream.

Isn't Princess Mary mistaken. Am I not too conceited and self-confident. I believe Music of the Primes this- and suddenly Princess Mary will tell her, and she will be sure to smile and say: 'How strange. He must be deluding himself.

Doesn't he know that he is a Music of the Primes, just a man, while I. I am something altogether different and higher. '" That was the only doubt Music of the Primes troubling Pierre. He did not now make any plans. The happiness before him appeared so inconceivable that if only he could attain it, it would be the end of all things.

Everything ended with that. A joyful, unexpected frenzy, of which he had thought Music of the Primes incapable, possessed him. The whole meaning of life- not for him alone but for the whole world- seemed to him centered in his love and the possibility of being loved by her. At times everybody seemed to him to be occupied with Music of the Primes thing only- his future happiness.

Sometimes it seemed to him that other people were all as pleased as he was himself and merely tried to hide that pleasure by pretending to be busy with other interests. In every word and gesture he saw allusions to his happiness. He often surprised those he met by his significantly happy looks and smiles which seemed to express a secret understanding between him and them. And when he realized that people might not be aware of his happiness, he pitied them with his whole heart and felt a desire somehow to explain to them that all that occupied them was a mere frivolous trifle unworthy of attention.

When Music of the Primes was suggested to him that he should enter the civil service, or when the war or any general political affairs were discussed on the assumption that everybody's welfare depended on this or that issue of events, he would listen with a mild and pitying smile and surprise people by his strange comments. But at this time he saw everybody- both those who, as he imagined, understood the real meaning of life (that is, what he was feeling) and those unfortunates who evidently did not understand it- in Music of the Primes bright light of the emotion that shone Music of the Primes himself, and at once without any effort saw in everyone he met everything that was good and worthy of being loved.

When dealing with the affairs and papers of his dead wife, her memory aroused in him no feeling but pity that she had not known the bliss he now knew.

Prince Vasili, who having obtained a new post and some fresh decorations was particularly proud at this time, seemed to him a pathetic, kindly old man much to be pitied. Often in afterlife Pierre recalled this period of blissful insanity. All the views he formed of men and circumstances at this time remained true for him always.

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