Top 100 Quotes About Charles Lamb
#1. As Charles Lamb says, there is nothing so nice as doing good by stealth and being found out by accident, so I now say it is even nicer to make heroic decisions and to be prevented by 'circumstances beyond your control' from ever trying to execute them.
William James
#2. The English writer, Charles Lamb, said one day: "I hate that man." "But you don't know him." "Of course, I don't," said Lamb. "Do you think I could possibly hate a man I know?"
Charles Lamb
#3. I like you and your book, ingenious Hone! In whose capacious all-embracing leaves The very marrow of tradition 's shown; And all that history, much that fiction weaves.
Charles Lamb
#4. In the Negro countenance you will often meet with strong traits of benignity. I have felt yearnings of tenderness towards some of these faces.
Charles Lamb
#8. He might have proved a useful adjunct, if not an ornament to society.
Charles Lamb
#11. The good things of life are not to be had singly, but come to us with a mixture; like a school-boy's holiday, with a task affixed to the tail of it.
Charles Lamb
#12. The human species, according to the best theory I can form of it, is composed of two distinct races, the men who borrow and the men who lend.
Charles Lamb
#13. The drinking man is never less himself than during his sober intervals.
Charles Lamb
#14. Tis by thy blood, immortal Lamb, Thine armies tread the tempter down; "tis by thy word and powerful name They gain the battle and renown. "Rejoice ye heavens; let every star
Charles Haddon Spurgeon
#15. I am Retired Leisure. I am to be met with in trim gardens. I am already come to be known by my vacant face and careless gesture, perambulating at no fixed pace nor with any settled purpose. I walk about; not to and from.
Charles Lamb
#17. In the indications of female poverty there can be no disguise. No woman dresses below herself from caprice.
Charles Lamb
#18. Since all the maids are good and lovable, from whence come the bad wives?
Charles Lamb
#19. Were I Diogenes, I would not move out of a kilderkin into a hogshead, though the first had had nothing but small beer in it, and the second reeked claret.
Charles Lamb
#20. The Muses were dumb while Apollo lectured.
Charles Lamb
#21. A poor relation - is the most irrelevant thing in nature.
Charles Lamb
#22. Anything awful makes me laugh. I misbehaved once at a funeral.
Charles Lamb
#23. Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.
Charles Lamb
#24. The going away of friends does not make the remainder more precious. It takes so much from them as there was a common link. A. B. and C. make a party. A. dies. B. not only loses A. but all A.'s part in C. C. loses A.'s part in B., and so the alphabet sickens by subtraction of interchangeables.
Charles Lamb
#25. Nothing puzzles me more than the time and space; and yet nothing troubles me less.
Charles Lamb
#26. His voice was the most obnoxious squeak I ever was tormented with.
Charles Lamb
#27. The trumpet does not more stun you by its loudness, than a whisper teases you by its provoking inaudibility.
Charles Lamb
#29. No woman dresses below herself from mere caprice.
Charles Lamb
#30. I mean your borrowers of books - those mutilators of collections, spoilers of the symmetry of shelves, and creators of odd volumes.
Charles Lamb
#31. Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.
Charles Lamb
#32. All people have their blind side-their superstitions.
Charles Lamb
#33. I give thee all,-I can no more, Though poor the off'ring be; My heart and lute are all the store That I can bring to thee.
Charles Lamb
#34. I am, in plainer words, a bundle of prejudices - made up of likings and dislikings.
Charles Lamb
#35. A clear fire, a clean hearth, and the rigour of the game.
Charles Lamb
#36. Opinions is a species of property - I am always desirous of sharing.
Charles Lamb
#37. The laws of Pluto's kingdom know small difference between king and cobbler, manager and call-boy; and, if haply your dates of life were conterminant, you are quietly taking your passage, cheek by cheek (O ignoble levelling of Death) with the shade of some recently departed candle-snuffer.
Charles Lamb
#38. Boys are capital fellows in their own way, among their mates; but they are unwholesome companions for grown people.
Charles Lamb
#39. Some people have a knack of putting upon you gifts of no real value, to engage you to substantial gratitude. We thank them for nothing.
Charles Lamb
#40. It is well if the good man himself does not feel his devotions a little clouded, those foggy sensuous steams mingling with and polluting the pure altar surface.
Charles Lamb
#41. No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.
Charles Lamb
#42. We all have some taste or other, of too ancient a date to admit of our remembering it was an acquired one.
Charles Lamb
#43. I conceive disgust at these impertinent and misbecoming familiarities inscribed upon your ordinary tombstone.
Charles Lamb
#44. Pain is life - the sharper, the more evidence of life.
Charles Lamb
#45. A pun is not bound by the laws which limit nicer wit. It is a pistol let off at the ear; not a feather to tickle the intellect.
Charles Lamb
#46. It is with some violation of the imagination that we conceive of an actor belonging to the relations of private life, so closely do we identify these persons in our mind with the characters which they assume upon the stage.
Charles Lamb
#48. Thus, when the lamp that lighted The traveller at first goes out, He feels awhile benighted, And looks around in fear and doubt. But soon, the prospect clearing, By cloudless starlight on he treads, And thinks no lamp so cheering As that light which Heaven sheds.
Charles Lamb
#49. A miser is sometimes a grand personification of fear. He has a fine horror of poverty; and he is not content to keep want from the door, or at arm's length, but he places it, by heaping wealth upon wealth, at a sublime distance!
Charles Lamb
#50. 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!
Charles Lamb
#51. 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 of it; for which, if a stranger, he only demands your friendship; if a brother author, he expects from you a book of yours, which does not sell, in return.
Charles Lamb
#52. A man cannot have a pure mind who refuses apple dumplings.
Charles Lamb
#53. Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert thou not born in my father's dwelling?
Charles Lamb
#54. I love to lose myself in other men's minds ... Books think for me.
Charles Lamb
#57. 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.
Charles Lamb
#58. A laugh is worth a hundred groans in any market.
Charles Lamb
#59. He is no lawyer who cannot take two sides.
Charles Lamb
#60. We do not go to the theatre like our ancestors, to escape from the pressure of reality, so much as to confirm our experience of it.
Charles Lamb
#61. If there be a regal solitude, it is a sick-bed. How the patient lords it there!
Charles Lamb
#62. This world is all a fleeting show, For man's illusion given The smiles of joy, the tears of woe, Deceitful shine, deceitful flow, Theres nothing true but Heaven.
Charles Lamb
#63. 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.
Charles Lamb
#64. Not many sounds in life, and I include all urban and all rural sounds, exceed in interest a knock at the door.
Charles Lamb
#65. I have been trying all my life to like Scotchmen, and am obliged to desist from the experiment in despair.
Charles Lamb
#66. And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Charles Lamb
#67. Newspapers always excite curiosity. No one ever lays one down without a feeling of disappointment.
Charles Lamb
#70. Man, while he loves, is never quite depraved.
Charles Lamb
#72. For God's sake (I never was more serious) don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print ... substitute drunken dog, ragged head, seld-shaven, odd-eyed, stuttering, or any other epithet which truly and properly belongs to the gentleman in question.
Charles Lamb
#73. He who hath not a dram of folly in his mixture hath pounds of much worse matter in his composition.
Charles Lamb
#74. My motto is: Contented with little, yet wishing for more.
Charles Lamb
#75. To be sick is to enjoy monarchical prerogatives.
Charles Lamb
#76. What have I gained by health? Intolerable dullness. What by mode meals? A total blank.
Charles Lamb
#77. (The pig) hath a fair sepulchre in the grateful stomach of the judicious epicure - and for such a tomb might be content to die.
Charles Lamb
#78. 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.
Charles Lamb
#79. Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
Charles Lamb
#80. To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness.
Charles Lamb
#81. The greatest pleasure I know is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.
Charles Lamb
#82. 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.
Charles Lamb
#83. We are nothing; less than nothing, and dreams.
We are only what might have been ...
Charles Lamb
#84. My wife is one of the best wimin on this Continent, altho' she isn't always gentle as a lamb with mint sauce.
Charles Farrar Browne
#85. Don't introduce me to that man! I want to go on hating him, and I can't hate a man whom I know.
Charles Lamb
#87. The most mortifying infirmity in human nature, to feel in ourselves, or to contemplate in another, is perhaps cowardice.
Charles Lamb
#88. I hate a man who swallows [his food], affecting not to know what he is eating. I suspect his taste in higher matters.
Charles Lamb
#89. 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.
Charles Lamb
#90. Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells Of youth and home, and that sweet time When last I heard their soothing chime!
Charles Lamb
#91. When true hearts lie wither'd And fond ones are flown, Oh, who would inhabit This bleak world alone?
Charles Lamb
#92. When I am not walking, I am reading. I cannot sit and think.
Charles Lamb
#93. For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.
Charles Lamb
#94. Oh stay! oh stay! Joy so seldom weaves a chain Like this to-night, that oh 't is pain To break its links so soon.
Charles Lamb
#95. Oh call it by some better name, For friendship sounds too cold.
Charles Lamb
#96. We gain nothing by being with such as ourselves. We encourage one another in mediocrity. I am always longing to be with men more excellent than myself.
Charles Lamb
#97. Coleridge declares that a man cannot have a good conscience who refuses apple dumplings, and I confess that I am of the same opinion.
Charles Lamb
#99. There are like to be short graces where the devil plays host.
Charles Lamb
#100. She unbent her mind afterwards - over a book.
Charles Lamb
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