Charles Lamb

“Nothing puzzles me more than the time and space; and yet nothing troubles me less.”

“Cards are war, in disguise of a sport.”

“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.”

“I love to lose myself in other men's minds.”

“Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.”

“She unbent her mind afterwards - over a book.”

“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.”

“The beggar wears all colors fearing none.”

“The most common error made in matters of appearance is the belief that one should disdain the superficial and let the true beauty of one's soul shine through. If there are places on your body where this is a possibility, you are not attractive - you are leaking.”

“The man must have a rare recipe for melancholy, who can be dull in Fleet Street.”

“To be sick is to enjoy monarchical prerogatives.”

“I always arrive late at the office, but I make up for it by leaving early.”

“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.”

“The red-letter days, now become, to all intents and purposes, dead-letter days.”

“What is reading, but silent conversation.”

“For thy sake, tobacco, I would do anything but die.”

“We grow gray in our spirit long before we grow gray in our hair.”

“I love to lose myself in other men's minds.... Books think for me.”

“Shakespeare is one of the last books one should like to give up, perhaps the one just before the Dying Service in a large Prayer book.”

“Newspapers always excite curiosity. No one ever puts one down without the feeling of disappointment.”