Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever. Charles Lamb More Quotes by Charles Lamb More Quotes From Charles Lamb Oft in the stilly night, Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken. Charles Lamb heart love memories Gone before To that unknown and silent shore. Charles Lamb silent silence gone 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 holiday boys school Mother's love grows by giving. Charles Lamb family mom mother And the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls. Charles Lamb soul memories long To pile up honey upon sugar, and sugar upon honey, to an interminable tedious sweetness. Charles Lamb sweetness sugar honey My theory is to enjoy life, but my practice is against it. Charles Lamb enjoy-life theory practice Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright, Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade. Charles Lamb blades stains heart Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree? Charles Lamb fighting soldier bravery 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 beer home moving In some respects the better a book is, the less it demands from the binding. Charles Lamb binding demand book Boys are capital fellows in their own way, among their mates; but they are unwholesome companions for grown people. Charles Lamb boys people way 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! Charles Lamb childhood wife thinking The teller of a mirthful tale has latitude allowed him. We are content with less than absolute truth. Charles Lamb latitude-and-longitude tales truth The man must have a rare recipe for melancholy, who can be dull in Fleet Street. Charles Lamb recipes men dull 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 gratitude christmas thank-you The beggar wears all colors fearing none. Charles Lamb beggar color fear Anything awful makes me laugh. I misbehaved once at a funeral. Charles Lamb funeral awful laughing She unbent her mind afterwards - over a book. Charles Lamb mind book It is good to love the unknown. Charles Lamb love
