Are not there little chapters in everybody's life, that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of the history?


Vanity Fair: A Novel Without a Hero (ed. 1848)


Are not there little chapters in everybody's life, that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of the history?

Are not there little chapters in everybody's life, that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of the history?

Are not there little chapters in everybody's life, that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of the history?

Are not there little chapters in everybody's life, that seem to be nothing, and yet affect all the rest of the history?