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.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEIf a man is not rising upward to be an angel, depend on it, he is sinking downward to be a devil.
More Samuel Taylor Coleridge Quotes
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The most happy marriage I can picture or imagine to myself would be the union of a deaf man to a blind woman.
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All sympathy not consistent with acknowledged virtue is but disguised selfishness.
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Tranquillity! thou better name Than all the family of Fame.
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Nothing is as contagious as enthusiasm. It is the real allegory of the myth of Orpheus; it moves stones, and charms brutes. It is the genius of sincerity, and truth accomplishes no victories without it.
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Man thereby becomes the creature of mere meditation, and loses his natural power of action.
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In many ways doth the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal.
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Poetry: the best words in the best order.
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Deep thinking is attainable only by a man of deep feeling, and all truth is a species of revelation
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Genius is the power of carrying the feelings of childhood into the powers of manhood.
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With no other privilege than that of sympathy and sincere good wishes,
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To sentence a man of true genius, to the drudgery of a school is to put a racehorse on a treadmill.
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How like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.
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To be beloved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed.
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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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It is saying less than the truth to affirm that an excellent book (and the remark holds almost equally good of a Raphael as of a Milton) is like a well-chosen and well-tended fruit tree. Its fruits are not of one season only. With the due and natural intervals.
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