Charles Lamb Quotes
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Your absence of mind we have borne, till your presence of body came to be called in question by it.
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Gone beforeTo that unknown and silent shore.
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A presentation copy...is a copy of a book whoch does not sell, sent you by the author, with his foolish autograph at the beginning of it; for which, if a stranger, he only demands your friendship; if a brother author, he expects from you a book of yours, which does not sell, in return.
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Boys are capital fellows in their own way, among their mates; but they are unwholesome companions for grown people.
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My theory is to enjoy life, but the practice is against it.
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To be sick is to enjoy monarchical prerogatives.
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A clear fire, a clean hearth, and the rigor of the game.
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I am determined that my children shall be brought up in their father's religion, if they can find out what it is.
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Man is a gaming animal. He must always be trying to get the better in something or other.
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He is no lawyer who cannot take two sides.
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The teller of a mirthful tale has latitude allowed him. We are content with less than absolute truth.
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Neat, not gaudy.
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Books which are no books.
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The red-letter days, now become, to all intents and purposes, dead-letter days.
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We grow gray in our spirit long before we grow gray in our hair.
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Not many sounds in life, and I include all urban and rural sounds, exceed in interest a knock at the door.
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She unbent her mind afterwards - over a book.
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A laugh is worth a hundred groans in any market.
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Some cry up Haydn, some Mozart,Just as the whim bites. For my part,I do not care a farthing candleFor either of them, nor for Handel.
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Riches are chiefly good because they give us time.
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Nay, rather,Plant divine, of rarest virtue;Blisters on the tongue would hurt you.
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Asparagus inspires gentle thoughts.
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A book reads the better which is our own, and has been so long known to us, that we know the topography of its blots, and dog's ears, and can trace the dirt in it to having read it at tea with buttered muffins.
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A man can never have too much Time to himself, nor too little to do. Had I a little son, I would christen him Nothing-To-Do; he should do nothing. Man, I verily believe, is out of his element as long as he is operative. I am altogether for the life contemplative.