Riddle of destiny, who can show What thy short visit meant, or know What thy errand here below?
Charles LambWe are nothing; less than nothing, and dreams. We are only what might have been, and must wait upon the tedious shores of Lethe millions of ages before we have existence, and a name.
Charles LambOh, breathe not his name! let it sleep in the shade, Where cold and unhonour'd his relics are laid
Charles LambThink 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 LambWhy are we never quite at ease in the presence of a schoolmaster? Because we are conscious that he is not quite at his ease in ours. He is awkward, and out of place in the society of his equals. He comes like Gulliver from among his little people, and he cannot fit the stature of his understanding to yours.
Charles Lamb