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I cannot sit and think books think for me.

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Charles Lamb
Age: 59 †
Born: 1775
Born: February 10
Died: 1834
Died: December 27
Literary Critic
Playwright
Poet
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London
England
Books
Reading
Cannot
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Thinking

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No one ever regarded the first of January with indifference.
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Think what you would have been now, if instead of being fed with tales and old wives' fables in childhood, you had been crammed with geography and natural history!
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Go where glory waits thee! But while fame elates thee, Oh, still remember me!
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A flow'ret crushed in the bud, A nameless piece of Babyhood, Was in her cradle-coffin lying Extinct, with scarce the sense of dying
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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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No one ever regarded the First of January with indifference. It is that from which all date their time, and count upon what is left. It is the nativity of our common Adam.
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I conceive disgust at these impertinent and misbecoming familiarities inscribed upon your ordinary tombstone.
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Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.
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While childhood, and while dreams, producing childhood, shall be left, imagination shall not have spread her holy wings totally to fly the earth.
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To be sick is to enjoy monarchical prerogatives.
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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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I have passed all my days in London, until I have formed as many and intense local attachments as any of you mountaineers can have done with dead nature.
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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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Not if I know myself at all.
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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.
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I love to lose myself in other men's minds.... Books think for me.
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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 teller of a mirthful tale has latitude allowed him. We are content with less than absolute truth.
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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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No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.
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