What comes from the heart goes to the heart
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEWhat comes from the heart goes to the heart
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEWithin today, tomorrow is already walking.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEMilton has carefully marked in his Satan the intense selfishness, the alcohol of egotism, which would rather reign in hell than serve in heaven.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEIt 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.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThat willing suspension of disbelief for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe rules of prudence, like the laws of the stone tables, are for the most part prohibitive. “Thou shalt not” is their characteristic formula.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe author of Biographia Literaria was already a ruined man. Sometimes, however, to be a “ruined man” is itself a vocation.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe Beautiful arises from the perceived harmony of an object, whether sight or sound, with the inborn and constitutive rules of the judgment and imagination: and it is always intuitive.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGESummer has set in with its usual severity.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEI love being superior to myself better than [to] my equals.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEAs it must not, so genius cannot be lawless; for it is even that constitutes its genius – the power of acting creatively under laws of its own origination.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEWe may recur to it year after year, and it will supply the same nourishment and the same gratification, if only we ourselves return to it with the same healthful appetite.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe direct tyranny will come on by and by, after it shall have gratified the multitude with the spoil and ruin of the old institutions of the land.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEWork without hope draws nectar in a sieve, And hope without an object cannot live.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEHow like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGENo man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE