Quote #30
Sentimentally I am disposed to harmony; but organically I am incapable of a tune.
More from Charles Lamb
- I have no ear.
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- I conceive disgust at those impertinent and misbecoming familiarities, inscribed upon your ordinary tombstones. Every dead man must take up…
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- It is good to love the unknown.