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Pain is life - the sharper, the more evidence of life.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
Literary Critic
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London
England
Pain
Life
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Much depends upon when and where you read a book. In the five or six impatient minutes before the dinner is quite ready, who would think of taking up the Faerie Queen for a stopgap, or a volume of Bishop Andrews's Sermons?
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By myself walking, To myself talking.
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'T is sweet to think that where'er we rove We are sure to find something blissful and dear And that when we 're far from the lips we love, We 've but to make love to the lips we are near.
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Coleridge declares that a man cannot have a good conscience who refuses apple dumplings, and I confess that I am of the same opinion.
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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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If there be a regal solitude, it is a sick-bed. How the patient lords it there!
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No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.
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Not if I know myself at all.
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Asparagus inspires gentle thoughts.
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My theory is to enjoy life, but my practice is against it.
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And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
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Sassafras wood boiled down to a kind of tea, and tempered with an infusion of milk and sugar hath to some a delicacy beyond the China luxury.
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English physicians kill you, the French let you die.
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In some respects the better a book is, the less it demands from the binding.
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The only true time which a man can properly call his own, is that which he has all to himself the rest, though in some sense he may be said to live it, is other people's time, not his.
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I love to lose myself in other men's minds.... Books think for me.
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I can scarce bring myself to believe, that I am admitted to a familiar correspondence, and all the license of friendship, with a man who writes blank verse like Milton.
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Can we ring the bells backward? Can we unlearn the arts that pretend to civilize, and then burn the world? There is a march of science but who shall beat the drums for its retreat?
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Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.
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