Charles Lamb
Charles Lamb
Charles Lambwas an English writer and essayist, best known for his Essays of Elia and for the children's book Tales from Shakespeare, which he produced with his sister, Mary Lamb...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionChildren's Author
Date of Birth10 February 1775
character nerves wit
Reader, if you are gifted with nerves like mine, aspire to any character but that of a wit.
friends party going-away
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.
sight shy monkeys
We are ashamed at the sight of a monkey--somehow as we are shy of poor relations.
men vices magnificent
The vices of some men are magnificent.
world may shade
As half in shade and half in sun This world along its path advances, May that side the sun 's upon Be all that e'er shall meet thy glances!
sweet water valleys
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.
apples soul library
What a place to be in is an old library! It seems as though all the souls of all the writers that have bequeathed their labours to these Bodleians were reposing here as in some dormitory, or middle state. I do not want to handle, to profane the leaves, their winding-sheets. I could as soon dislodge a shade. I seem to inhale learning, walking amid their foliage; and the odor of their old moth-scented coverings is fragrant as the first bloom of the sciential apples which grew amid the happy orchard.
glasses imagination quality
The pilasters reaching down were adorned with a glistering substance (I know not what) under glass (as it seemed), resembling - a homely fancy, but I judged it to be sugar-candy; yet to my raised imagination, divested of its homelier qualities, it appeared a glorified candy.
Presents, I often say, endear absents.
book
Books which are no books.
book taught looks
My only books Were woman's looks,- And folly 's all they 've taught me.
eye heaven earth
No eye to watch, and no tongue to wound us, All earth forgot, and all heaven around us.
years heaven spheres
Take all the pleasures of all the spheres, And multiply each through endless years,- One minute of heaven is worth them all.
children science men
Science has succeeded to poetry, no less in the little walks of children than with men. Is there no possibility of averting this sore evil?