It is rather an unpleasant fact, that the ugliest and awkwardest of brute animals have the greatest resemblance to man: the monkey… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Men marry for fortune, and sometimes to please their fancy; but, much oftener than is suspected, they consider what the world will… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Books of quick interest, that hurry on for incidents are for the eye to glide over only. It will not do to… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
How convalescence shrinks a man back to his pristine stature! where is now the space, which he occupied so lately, in his… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Fly not yet; 't is just the hour When pleasure, like the midnight flower That scorns the eye of vulgar light, Begins… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
A Persian's heaven is eas'ly made: 'T is but black eyes and lemonade. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me; The… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Reader, if you are gifted with nerves like mine, aspire to any character but that of a wit. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
In the indications of female poverty there can be no disguise. No woman dresses below herself from caprice. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
To sigh, yet feel no pain; To weep, yet scarce know why; To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
“I love to lose myself in other men's minds. When I am not walking, I am reading.” — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
While childhood, and while dreams, producing childhood, shall be left, imagination shall not have spread her holy wings totally to fly the earth. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
A presentation copy...is a copy of a book whoch does not sell, sent you by the author, with his foolish autograph at the beginning… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Nothing to me is more distasteful than that entire complacency and satisfaction which beam in the countenances of a new married couple; in that… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
