I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and — Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

I had begun to feel that life was a repetition of the same thing; that there was nothing new either in me or in him; and that, on the contrary, we kept going back as it were on what was old.

— Leo Tolstoy, Family Happiness

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