" Can they have finished ploughing?" he wondered.

"Come, really though," said the elder brother, with a frown on his handsome, clever face, "there's a limit to everything.

It's very well to be original and genuine, and to dislike everything conventional--I know all about that; but really, what you're saying either has no meaning, or it has a very wrong meaning.

How can you think it a matter of no importance whether the peasant, whom you love as you assert..." "I never did assert it," thought Konstantin Levin.