It is well if the good man himself does not feel his devotions a little clouded, those foggy sensuous steams mingling with… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
We gain nothing by being with such as ourselves. We encourage one another in mediocrity. I am always longing to be with… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
The human species, according to the best theory I can form of it, is composed of two distinct races, the men who… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
From a poor man, poor in Time, I was suddenly lifted up into a vast revenue; I could see no end of… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
The drinking man is never less himself than during his sober intervals. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
I conceive disgust at those impertinent and misbecoming familiarities, inscribed upon your ordinary tombstones. Every dead man must take upon himself to… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
A man can never have too much Time to himself, nor too little to do. Had I a little son, I would… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
I hate the man who eats without knowing what he’s eating. I doubt his taste in more important things. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
A garden was the primitive prison, till man with Promethean felicity and boldness, luckily sinned himself out of it. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
There was a little man, and he had a little soul; And he said, Little Soul, let us try, try, try! — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
I can scarce bring myself to believe, that I am admitted to a familiar correspondence, and all the license of friendship, with… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Positively, the best thing a man can have to do, is nothing, and next to that perhaps — good works. — 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
