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A child's nature is too serious a thing to admit of its being regarded as a mere appendage to another being.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
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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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The man must have a rare recipe for melancholy, who can be dull in Fleet Street.
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Dream not ... of having tasted all the grandeur and wildness of fancy till you have gone mad!
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Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.
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Books of quick interest, that hurry on for incidents are for the eye to glide over only. It will not do to read them out. I could never listen to even the better kind of modern novels without extreme irksomeness.
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Ceremony is an invention to take off the uneasy feeling which we derive from knowing ourselves to be less the object of love and esteem with a fellow-creature than some other person is. It endeavours to make up, by superior attentions in little points, for that invidious preference which it is forced to deny in the greater.
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Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
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We were happier when we were poorer, but we were also younger.
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For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.
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To sigh, yet feel no pain To weep, yet scarce know why To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by.
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Newspapers always excite curiosity. No one ever puts one down without the feeling of disappointment.
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Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity.
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I could never hate anyone I knew.
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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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To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.
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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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Oh call it by some better name, For friendship sounds too cold.
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A sweet child is the sweetest thing in nature.
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Who has not felt how sadly sweet The dream of home, the dream of home, Steals o'er the heart, too soon to fleet, When far o'er sea or land we roam?
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