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.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGENothing 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.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEMan thereby becomes the creature of mere meditation, and loses his natural power of action.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe first great requisite is absolute sincerity. Falsehood and disguise are miseries and misery-makers.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGELove is flower like; Friendship is like a sheltering tree.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEReal pain can alone cure us of imaginary ills.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEGood and bad men are each less so than they seem.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGENothing can permanently please, which doesn’t contain in itself the reason why it is so, and not otherwise.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEOf no agenor of any religion, or party or profession. The body and substance of his works came out of the unfathomable depths of his own oceanic mind.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEWithin today, tomorrow is already walking.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEMen 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.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe most happy marriage I can picture or imagine to myself would be the union of a deaf man to a blind woman.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGENo man does anything from a single motive.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEWork without hope draws nectar in a sieve, And hope without an object cannot live.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe 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 diffuses a tone and spirit of unity, that blends, and (as it were) fuses , each into each, by that synthetic and magical power, to which I would exclusively appropriate the name of Imagination.
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 COLERIDGE