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No woman dresses below herself from mere caprice.

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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
Writer
London
England
Caprice
Dresses
Mere
Woman

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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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Is it a stale remark to say that I have constantly found the interest excited at a playhouse to bear an exact inverse proportion to the price paid for admission?
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'T is sweet to think that where'er we rove We are sure to find something blissful and dear And that when we 're far from the lips we love, We 've but to make love to the lips we are near.
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Pain is life - the sharper, the more evidence of life.
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My only books Were woman's looks,- And folly 's all they 've taught me.
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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 world meets nobody half way.
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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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Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade.
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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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Boys are capital fellows in their own way, among their mates but they are unwholesome companions for grown people.
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No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.
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Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity.
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May my last breath be drawn through a pipe, and exhaled in a jest.
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I counsel thee, shut not thy heart, nor thy library.
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Oh call it by some better name, For friendship sounds too cold.
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There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.
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