Wednesday, January 04, 2012
Lottery of Life
William Makepeace Thackeray, Vanity Fair (1848), Chapter LVII:
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"There must be classes—there must be rich and poor," Dives says, smacking his claret (it is well if he even sends the broken meat out to Lazarus sitting under the window). Very true; but think how mysterious and often unaccountable it is—that lottery of life which gives to this man the purple and fine linen, and sends to the other rags for garments and dogs for comforters.
