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No work is worse than overwork the mind preys on itself,--the most unwholesome of food.

Charles Lamb

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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
Mind
Preys
Unwholesome
Overwork
Prey
Worse
Food
Work

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