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No one ever regarded the first of January with indifference.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
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In some respects the better a book is, the less it demands from the binding.
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I have sat through an Italian opera, til, for sheer pain, and inexplicable anguish, I have rushed out into the noisiest places of the crowded street, to solace myself with sounds which I was not obliged to follow and get rid of the distracting torment of endless, fruitless, barren attention!
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And when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen, The maiden herself will steal after it soon.
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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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The truant Fancy was a wanderer ever.
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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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Books think for me. I can read anything which I call a book.
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I am, in plainer words, a bundle of prejudices - made up of likings and dislikings.
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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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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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Satire does not look pretty upon a tombstone.
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May my last breath be drawn through a pipe, and exhaled in a jest.
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Oh call it by some better name, For friendship sounds too cold.
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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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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.
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May be the truth is, that one pipe is wholesome, two pipes toothsome, three pipes noisome, four pipes fulsome, five pipes quarrelsome and that's the some on't.
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The laws of Pluto's kingdom know small difference between king and cobbler, manager and call-boy and, if haply your dates of life were conterminant, you are quietly taking your passage, cheek by cheek (O ignoble levelling of Death) with the shade of some recently departed candle-snuffer.
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Asparagus inspires gentle thoughts.
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