Quote #13
[Of Coleridge] His face when he repeats his verses hath its ancient glory, an Archangel a little damaged.
More from Charles Lamb
- This very night I am going to leave off Tobacco! Surely there must be some other world in which this unconquerable purpose shall be realize…
- I am determined my children shall be brought up in their father's religion, if they can find out what it is.
- Any thing awful makes me laugh. I misbehaved once at a funeral.
- Fanny Kelly's divine plain face.
- A good-natured woman...which is as much as you can expect from a friend's wife, whom you got acquainted with a bachelor.
- Who first invented work, and bound the free And holyday-rejoicing spirit down?
- For thy sake, Tobacco, I Would do anything but die.
- I came home for ever!