Frederick Locker-Lampson (1821–1895) was an English man of letters, bibliophile and poet.
The world's as ugly as sin, And almost as delightful.
Remember, cobbler, to keep to your leather.
Vanitas vanitatum has rung in the ears Of gentle and simple for thousands of years; The wail still is heard, yet its notes never scare Either simple or gentle from Vanity Fair.
It is a good thing to read books, and need not be a bad thing to write them, but in any case, it is a pious thing to collect them.
I recollect a nurse called Ann, Who carried me about the grass, And one fine day a fine young man Came up and kissed the pretty lass. She did not make the least objection. Thinks I, "Aha, When I can talk I'll tell Mama," And that's my earliest recollection.
Lightly I sped when hope was high And youth beguiled the chase,-- I follow, follow still: But I Shall never see her face.
I believe that nothing completely satisfies an imaginative writer but copious and continuous draughts of unmitigated praise, always provided it is accompanied by a large and increasing sale of his works.
Diamond D
Ken Kutaragi
Hideaki Anno
Theda Skocpol
Ramon Novarro
Roger Waters
Marcel Carne
Sijie Dai
Samuel P. Huntington
Aly Raisman
Bram Stoker
Harry Enfield