1 I suffer for my own sins, and he wept bitter tears.
2 She confessed to him, and he absolved her from her sins.
3 And they began telling what each was suffering for, and how they had sinned against God.
4 If now you married again with the object of bearing children, your sin might be forgiven.
5 Klyucharev had his own sins to answer for without that and that is why he has been banished.
6 I often think, though, perhaps it's a sin," said the princess, "that here lives Count Cyril Vladimirovich Bezukhov so rich, all alone.
7 Before he had solved that point he glanced again at her face filled with love and pain, and he suddenly realized that she was right and that he had long been sinning against himself.
8 No one except these despised God's folk who, wallet on back, come to me by the back door, afraid of being seen by the prince, not for fear of ill-usage by him but for fear of causing him to sin.
9 She felt in her heart a devout and tremulous awe at the thought of the punishment that overtakes men for their sins, and especially of her own sins, and she prayed to God to forgive them all, and her too, and to give them all, and her too, peace and happiness.
10 The longer she lived, the more experience and observation she had of life, the greater was her wonder at the short-sightedness of men who seek enjoyment and happiness here on earth: toiling, suffering, struggling, and harming one another, to obtain that impossible, visionary, sinful happiness.