This quote is written / told by Charles Lamb between February 10, 1775 and July 27, 1834. He/she was a famous Critic from England.
The author also have 37 other quotes.
"My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane"
"Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time"
"Did you know that nearly one in three children live apart from their biological dads? Those kids are two to three times more likely to grow up in poverty, to suffer in school, and to have health and behavioral problems"
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character"