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 COLERIDGEHe prayeth best who loveth best.
More Samuel Taylor Coleridge Quotes
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A sight to dream of, not to tell!
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A woman’s friendship borders more closely on love than man’s. Men affect each other in the reflection of noble or friendly acts; whilst women ask fewer proofs and more signs and expressions of attachment.
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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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The 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.
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Blest hour! It was a luxury–to be!
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Brute animals have the vowel sounds; man only can utter consonants.
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You see how this House of Commons has begun to verify all the ill prophecies that were made of it – low, vulgar, meddling with everything, assuming universal competency, and flattering every base passion – and sneering at everything noble refined and truly national.
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Even to admire otherwise than on the whole and where “I admire” is but a synonyme for “I remember, I liked it very much when I was reading it ,” is too much an effort, would be too disquieting an emotion!
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If a man is not rising upward to be an angel, depend on it, he is sinking downward to be a devil.
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The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
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How wonderfully beautiful is the delineation of the characters of the three patriarchs in Genesis! To be sure if ever man could, without impropriety, be called, or supposed to be, “the friend of God,” Abraham was that man.
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That gracious thing, made up of tears and light.
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How like herrings and onions our vices are in the morning after we have committed them.
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Poetry: the best words in the best order.
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I may not hope from outward forms to win / The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
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