Milton had a highly imaginative, Cowley a very fanciful mind. Samuel Taylor Coleridge More Quotes by Samuel Taylor Coleridge More Quotes From Samuel Taylor Coleridge False doctrine does not necessarily make a man a heretic, but an evil heart can make any doctrine heretical. Samuel Taylor Coleridge evilheartmen Every human feeling is greater and larger than its exciting cause-a proof, I think, that man is designed for a higher state of existence. Samuel Taylor Coleridge feelingsmenthinking I do not wish you to act from these truths; no, still and always act from your feelings; only meditate often on these truths that sometime or other they may become your feelings. Samuel Taylor Coleridge wishfeelingsmay Happiness can be built only on virtue, and must of necessity have truth for its foundation. Samuel Taylor Coleridge foundationvirtuehappiness Love is the admiration and cherishing of the amiable qualities of the beloved person, upon the condition of yourself being the object of their action. Samuel Taylor Coleridge qualityactionlove Painting is the intermediate somewhat between a thought and a thing. Samuel Taylor Coleridge painting There is nothing insignificant-nothing. Samuel Taylor Coleridge insignificantsignificance O it is pleasant, with a heart at ease, Just after sunset, or by moonlight skies, To make the shifting clouds be what you please. Samuel Taylor Coleridge sunsetcloudsheart For I often please myself with the fancy, now that I may have saved from oblivion the only striking passage in a whole volume, and now that I may have attracted notice to a writer undeservedly forgotten. Samuel Taylor Coleridge fancyforgottenmay The history of man for the nine months preceding his birth would, probably, be far more interesting and contain events of greater moment than all the three score and ten years that follow it. Samuel Taylor Coleridge menyearsinteresting Poetry, even that of the loftiest, and seemingly, that of the wildest odes, [has] a logic of its own as severe as that of science; and more difficult, because more subtle, more complex, and dependent on more and more fugitive causes. In the truly great poets... there is a reason assignable, not only for every word, but for the position of every word. Samuel Taylor Coleridge odescausespoetry Every crime has, in the moment of its perpetration, Its own avenging angel-dark misgiving, An ominous sinking at the inmost heart. Samuel Taylor Coleridge angeldarkheart For I was reared in the great city, pent with cloisters dim,and saw naught lovely but the sky and stars.But thou, my babe! Shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the cragsOf ancient mountains, and beneath the clouds,Which image in their bulk both lakes and shoresAnd mountain crags: so shall thou see and hearThe lovely shapes and sounds intelligible Of that eternal language, which thy GodUtters, who from eternity doth teachHimself in all, and al things in himselfGreat universal teacher! He shall moldThy spirit and by giving , make it ask. Samuel Taylor Coleridge starsteacherlove A savage place! As holy and enchanted/As e'er beneath the waning moon was haunted/By woman wailing for her Demon Lover! Samuel Taylor Coleridge moonagelove An orphan's curse would drag to hell, a spirit from on high; but oh! more horrible than that, is a curse in a dead man's eye! Samuel Taylor Coleridge eyemendeath Great old books of the great old authors are not in everybody's reach; and though it is better to know them thoroughly than to know them only here and there, yet it is a good work to give a little to those who have neither time nor means to get his own belief. Samuel Taylor Coleridge meancountrybook How deep a wound to morals and social purity has that accursed article of the celibacy of the clergy been! Even the best and most enlightened men in Romanist countries attach a notion of impurity to the marriage of a clergyman. And can such a feeling be without its effect on the estimation of the wedded life in general? Impossible! and the morals of both sexes in Spain, Italy, France, and. prove it abundantly. Samuel Taylor Coleridge mencountrysex This is the course of every evil deed, that, propagating still it brings forth evil. Samuel Taylor Coleridge stillsdeedsevil Real pain can alone cure us of imaginary ills. We feel a thousand miseries till we are lucky enough to feel misery. Samuel Taylor Coleridge painsuccesshappiness Never can true courage dwell with them, Who, playing tricks with conscience, dare not look At their own vices. Samuel Taylor Coleridge tricksviceslooks
