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It is good to love the unknown.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
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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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I hate a man who swallows [his food], affecting not to know what he is eating. I suspect his taste in higher matters.
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The cheerful Sabbath bells, wherever heard, Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the voice Of one, who from the far-off hills proclaims Tidings of good to Zion.
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To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.
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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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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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Rags, which are the reproach of poverty, are the beggar's robes, and graceful insignia of his profession, his tenure, his full dress, the suit in which he is expected to show himself in public.
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A pun is not bound by the laws which limit nicer wit. It is a pistol let off at the ear not a feather to tickle the intellect.
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Shut not thy purse-strings always against painted distress.
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Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.
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Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade.
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For thy sake, tobacco, I would do anything but die.
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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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The English writer, Charles Lamb, said one day: I hate that man. But you don't know him. Of course, I don't, said Lamb. Do you think I could possibly hate a man I know?
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Fly not yet 't is just the hour When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, Begins to bloom for sons of night And maids who love the moon.
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I even think that, sentimentally, I am disposed to harmony. But organically I am incapable of a tune.
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Anything awful makes me laugh. I misbehaved once at a funeral.
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Separate from the pleasure of your company, I don't much care if I never see another mountain in my life.
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