It is a gentle and affectionate thought, that in immeasurable height above us, at our first birth, the wreath of love was woven with sparkling stars for flowers.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEReal pain can alone cure us of imaginary ills.
More Samuel Taylor Coleridge Quotes
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The Eighth Commandment was not made for bards.
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Some men are like musical glasses; to produce their finest tones you must keep them wet.
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There is one art of which people should be masters – the art of reflection.
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Men of genius are rarely much annoyed by the company of vulgar people, because they have a power of looking at such persons as objects of amusement of another race altogether.
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Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm. For what is enthusiasm but the oblivion and swallowing-up of self in an object dearer than self?
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Man is distinguished from the brute animals in proportion as thought prevails over sense: but in the healthy processes of the mind, a balance is constantly maintained between the impressions from outward objects and the inward operations of the intellect:–for if there be an overbalance in the contemplative faculty.
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To believe and to understand are not diverse things, but the same things in different periods of growth.
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To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed.
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He who is best prepared can best serve his moment of inspiration.
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With no other privilege than that of sympathy and sincere good wishes,
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Good and bad men are each less so than they seem.
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And in today already walks tomorrow.
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Our own heart, and not other men’s opinion, forms our true honor.
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My eyes make pictures when they are shut.
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Either we have an immortal soul, or we have not. If we have not, we are beasts,–the first and the wisest of beasts, it may be, but still true beasts.
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