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11 quotes by Thomas de Quincey

Project Gutenberg e-texts of some of Thomas De Quincey's works Wikisource: Les Derniers jours d'Emmanuel Kant, translated in French by Marcel Schwob Thomas De Quincey elibrary PDFs of Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, On Murder Considered as One of the Fine Arts, and The Literature of Knowledge and the Literature of Power
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Tea, though ridiculed by those who are naturally coarse in their nervous sensibilities will always be the favorite beverage of the intellectual.

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Cows are amongst the gentlest of breathing creatures; none show more passionate tenderness to their young when deprived of them; and, in short, I am... →

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If once a man indulges himself in murder, very soon he comes to think little of robbing; and from robbing he comes next to drinking and... →

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Even imperfection itself may have its ideal or perfect state.

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Solitude, though it may be silent as light, is like light, the mightiest of agencies; for solitude is essential to man. All men come into this world... →

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Call for the grandest of all earthly spectacles, what is that? It is the sun going to his rest.

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Man should forget his anger before he lies down to sleep.

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It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London.

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Nobody will laugh long who deals much with opium: its pleasures even are of a grave and solemn complexion.

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In many walks of life, a conscience is a more expensive encumbrance than a wife or a carriage.

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The public is a bad guesser.

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