To be sick is to enjoy monarchical prerogatives. – Charles Lamb
The red-letter days, now become, to all intents and purposes, dead-letter days. – Charles Lamb
The man must have a rare recipe for melancholy, who can be dull in Fleet Street. – Charles Lamb
Newspapers always excite curiosity. No one ever lays one down without a feeling of disappointment. – Charles Lamb
For Gods sake (I never was more serious) dont 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
Presents, I often say, endear absents. – Charles Lamb
How a sickness enlarges the dimensions of a mans self to himself! He is his own exclusive object. Supreme selfishness is inculcated in him as his only duty, – Charles Lamb
Credulity is the mans weakness, but the childs strength. – Charles Lamb
I am determined that my children shall be brought up in their fathers religion, if they can find out what it is. – Charles Lamb
New Years Day is every mans birthday. – Charles Lamb
The most common error made in matters of appearance is the belief that one should disdain the superficial and let the true beauty of ones soul shine through. If there are places on your body where this is a possibility, you are not attractive – you are leaking. – Charles Lamb
The teller of a mirthful tale has latitude allowed him. We are content with less than absolute truth. – Charles Lamb
Lawyers, I suppose, were children once. – Charles Lamb
He is no lawyer who cannot take two sides. – Charles Lamb
Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and have her nonsense respected. – Charles Lamb
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
Let us live for the beauty of our own reality. – Charles Lamb
He who hath not a dram of folly in his mixture hath pounds of much worse matter in his composition. – Charles Lamb
Cards are war, in disguise of a sport. – Charles Lamb
We grow gray in our spirit long before we grow gray in our hair. – Charles Lamb
