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May my last breath be drawn through a pipe, and exhaled in a jest.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
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There are like to be short graces where the devil plays host.
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In the Negro countenance you will often meet with strong traits of benignity. I have felt yearnings of tenderness towards some of these faces.
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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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The teller of a mirthful tale has latitude allowed him. We are content with less than absolute truth.
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Is the world all grown up? Is childhood dead? Or is there not in the bosom of the wisest and the best some of the child's heart left, to respond to its earliest enchantments?
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How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me all are departed All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
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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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We gain nothing by being with such as ourselves. We encourage one another in mediocrity. I am always longing to be with men more excellent than myself.
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You look wise, pray correct that error.
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We all have some taste or other, of too ancient a date to admit of our remembering it was an acquired one.
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The greatest pleasure I know, is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.
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Half as sober as a judge.
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How convalescence shrinks a man back to his pristine stature! where is now the space, which he occupied so lately, in his own, in the family's eye?
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Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity.
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Tis unpleasant to meet a beggar. It is painful to deny him and, if you relieve him, it is so much out of your pocket.
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In some respects the better a book is, the less it demands from the binding.
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As half in shade and half in sun This world along its path advances, May that side the sun 's upon Be all that e'er shall meet thy glances!
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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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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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