Quotations From THOMAS DE QUINCEY


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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.
    Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859), British author. "The Pleasures of Opium," Confessions of an English Opium-Eater (1822). Recalling the day in 1804 when he first took opium.

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  • In many walks of life, a conscience is a more expensive encumbrance than a wife or a carriage.
    Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859), British author. "Preliminary Confessions," Confessions of an English Opium-Eater (1822).

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  • Tea, though ridiculed by those who are naturally coarse in their nervous sensibilities ... will always be the favourite beverage of the intellectual.
    Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859), British author. Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, "The Pleasures of Opium," (1822).
  • 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 Sabbath-breaking, and from that to incivility and procrastination.
    Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859), British author. Murder Considered as One of the Fine Arts (1827).

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  • Thou hast the keys of Paradise, O just, subtle, and mighty opium!
    Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859), British author. The Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, pt. 2, "The Pleasures of Opium," (1822).
  • 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 Sabbath-breaking, and from that to incivility and procrastination.
    Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859), British author. Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine (1827). "Murder Considered As One of the Fine Arts," The Collected Writings of Thomas de Quincey, ed. D. Masson (1889).

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