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“The captain would...turn off the conversation, like a consummate man of the world, to some topic of general interest, such as the Opera, the Prince's last ball at Carlton House, or the weather - that blessing to society.”

Quote by William Makepeace Thackeray

Book:Vanity Fair
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Vanity Fair

Vanity Fair is a satirical novel by William Makepeace Thackeray, published in serial form between 1847 and 1848. The story is set against the backdrop of the Napoleonic Wars and explores themes of ambition, social status, and the pursuit of wealth and power. The novel features a complex web of characters and is known for its wit and social commentary. more

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William Makepeace Thackeray
William Makepeace Thackeray

William Makepeace Thackeray was a prominent British novelist of the Victorian era, born on July 18, 1811, in India, and died on December 24, 1863. He is known for his satirical and humorous writing style and is considered one of the greatest novelists of the 19th century. His most famous work, 'Vanity Fair', is regarded as a classic of English literature. more

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