Charles Lamb Quotes
I know that a sweet child is the sweetest thing in nature?but the prettier the kind of a thing is, the more desirable it is that it should be pretty of its kind.
While childhood, and while dreams, producing childhood, shall be left, imagination shall not have spread her holy wings totally to fly the earth.
This very night I am going to leave off tobacco! Surely there must be some other world in which this unconquerable purpose shall be realised.
To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.
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.
Oh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid
Shakespeare is one of the last books one should like to give up, perhaps the one just before the Dying Service in a large Prayer book.
Your absence of mind we have borne, till your presence of body came to be called in question by it.
Milton almost requires a solemn service of music to be played before you enter upon him. But he brings his music, to which who listen had need bring docile thoughts and purged ears.
I even think that, sentimentally, I am disposed to harmony. But organically I am incapable of a tune.
We all have some taste or other, of too ancient a date to admit of our remembering it was an acquired one.
Boys are capital fellows in their own way, among their mates; but they are unwholesome companions for grown people.
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
Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert thou not born in my father's dwelling?
Who first invented work, and bound the free And holiday-rejoicing spirit down . . . . To that dry drudgery at the desk's dead wood? . . . . Sabbathless Satan!
I conceive disgust at these impertinent and misbecoming familiarities inscribed upon your ordinary tombstone.
Not childhood alone, but the young man till thirty, never feels practically that he is mortal.
The cheerful Sabbath bells, wherever heard, Strike pleasant on the sense, most like the voice Of one, who from the far-off hills proclaims Tidings of good to Zion.
Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years,- One minute of heaven is worth them all.
Cultivate simplicity or rather should I say banish elaborateness, for simplicity springs spontaneous from the heart.
No work is worse than overwork; the mind preys on itself,--the most unwholesome of food.
From a poor man, poor in Time, I was suddenly lifted up into a vast revenue; I could see no end of my possessions; I wanted some steward, or judicious bailiff, to manage my estates in Time for me.
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.
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!
How sickness enlarges the dimensions of a man's self to himself! Supreme selfishness is inculcated upon him as his only duty.
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!
In the Negro countenance you will often meet with strong traits of benignity. I have felt yearnings of tenderness towards some of these faces.
Positively, the best thing a man can have to do, is nothing, and next to that perhaps — good works.
And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
