1 It was the consciousness of a new sphere of liability to pain.
2 She was in pain and was, as it were, complaining to him of her suffering.
3 He felt that men would crush him as dogs strangle a torn dog yelping with pain.
4 And she bethought her of a phrase to pay him back for the pain he had given her.
5 Often this separate being gave her pain, but at the same time she wanted to laugh with a strange new joy.
6 Anna heard his high, measured tones, not losing one word, and every word struck her as false, and stabbed her ears with pain.
7 Darya Alexandrovna shuddered at the mere recollection of the pain from sore breasts which she had suffered with almost every child.
8 The pain she had caused herself and her husband in uttering those words would be rewarded now by everything being made clear, she thought.
9 And all at once a different pain, not an ache, but an inner trouble, that set his whole being in anguish, made him for an instant forget his toothache.
10 Like a man half-awake in an agony of pain, he wanted to tear out, to fling away the aching place, and coming to his senses, he felt that the aching place was himself.
11 Catching sight of that smile, Dolly shuddered as though at physical pain, broke out with her characteristic heat into a flood of cruel words, and rushed out of the room.
12 Vronsky, who was, as it were, chief master of the ceremonies to him, was at great pains to arrange all the Russian amusements suggested by various persons to the prince.
13 There was no position in which he was not in pain, there was not a minute in which he was unconscious of it, not a limb, not a part of his body that did not ache and cause him agony.
14 She recalled the efforts she had made at first to overcome the repugnance she felt for him, as for all consumptive people, and the pains it had cost her to think of things to say to him.
15 Those joys were so small that they passed unnoticed, like gold in sand, and at bad moments she could see nothing but the pain, nothing but sand; but there were good moments too when she saw nothing but the joy, nothing but gold.
16 He felt for the first moment as a man feels when, having suddenly received a violent blow from behind, he turns round, angry and eager to avenge himself, to look for his antagonist, and finds that it is he himself who has accidentally struck himself, that there is no one to be angry with, and that he must put up with and try to soothe the pain.
17 But after that hour there passed another hour, two hours, three, the full five hours he had fixed as the furthest limit of his sufferings, and the position was still unchanged; and he was still bearing it because there was nothing to be done but bear it; every instant feeling that he had reached the utmost limits of his endurance, and that his heart would break with sympathy and pain.
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