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The true poet dreams being awake.
Charles Lamb
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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
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More quotes by Charles Lamb
Coleridge declares that a man cannot have a good conscience who refuses apple dumplings, and I confess that I am of the same opinion.
Charles Lamb
O money, money, how blindly thou hast been worshipped, and how stupidly abused! Thou are health and liberty and strength, and he that has thee may rattle his pockets at the foul fiend!
Charles Lamb
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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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.
Charles Lamb
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?
Charles Lamb
Don't introduce me to that man! I want to go on hating him, and I can't hate a man whom I know.
Charles Lamb
Not if I know myself at all.
Charles Lamb
A sweet child is the sweetest thing in nature.
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For thy sake, tobacco, I would do anything but die.
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I cannot sit and think books think for me.
Charles Lamb
And when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen, The maiden herself will steal after it soon.
Charles Lamb
My only books Were woman's looks,- And folly 's all they 've taught me.
Charles Lamb
Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
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You may derive thoughts from others your way of thinking, the mould in which your thoughts are cast, must be your own.
Charles Lamb
A poor relation—is the most irrelevant thing in nature.
Charles Lamb
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.
Charles Lamb
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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Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells Of youth and home, and that sweet time When last I heard their soothing chime!
Charles Lamb
Were I Diogenes, I would not move out of a kilderkin into a hogshead, though the first had had nothing but small beer in it, and the second reeked claret.
Charles Lamb
By myself walking, To myself talking.
Charles Lamb