Sence and Sensibility, for instance, came out in three separate volumes, as did Pride and Prejudice (so the next time you read one of the ubiquitous time-travel Austen adaptations and somebody picks up a single-volume first edition, you can hit your nerd buzzer and say "wrong!").

I don't fear death--I fear dying before I've read Dickens end to end.

There's a mathematics to nesting, I'm sure, that explains how length of stay + space available = accumulating way too much stuff.