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Born in October 21, 1772 / Died in July 25, 1834 / United Kingdom / English

Quotes by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon forgotten charities of a kiss or a smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.
He is the best physician who is the most ingenious inspirer of hope.
The three great ends which a statesman ought to propose to himself in the government of a nation, are - 1. Security to possessors; 2. Facility to acquirers; and, 3. Hope to all.
Friendship is a sheltering tree.
Advice is like snow - the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind.
A poet ought not to pick nature's pocket. Let him borrow, and so borrow as to repay by the very act of borrowing. Examine nature accurately, but write from recollection, and trust more to the imagination than the memory.
No one does anything from a single motive.
Reviewers are usually people who would have been, poets, historians, biographer, if they could. They have tried their talents at one thing or another and have failed; therefore they turn critic.
In politics, what begins in fear usually ends in failure.
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility.
General principles... are to the facts as the root and sap of a tree are to its leaves.
Every reform, however necessary, will by weak minds be carried to an excess, that itself will need reforming.
Greatness and goodness are not means, but ends.
Its body brevity, and wit its soul.
The most happy marriage I can picture or imagine to myself would be the union of a deaf man to a blind woman.
I have seen great intolerance shown in support of tolerance.
Dvärgen ser längre än jätten när han får sitta på jättens axlar.
Language is the armoury of the human mind, and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests.
Our own heart, and not other men's opinion, form our true honor.
An instinctive taste teaches men to build their churches with spire steeples which point as with a silent finger to the sky and stars.
Poetry is certainly something more than good sense, but it must be good sense at all events just as a palace is more than a house, but it must be a house, at least.
Poetry the best words in the best order.
All thoughts, all passions, all delightsWhatever stirs this mortal frameAll are but ministers of LoveAnd feed His sacred flame.
No Voice; but oh! the silence sank like music on my heart.
Water, water, everywhere,And all the boards did shrink.Water, water everywhere,Nor any drop to drink.