Love is flower like; Friendship is like a sheltering tree.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEExperience informs us that the first defence of weak minds is to recriminate.
More Samuel Taylor Coleridge Quotes
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A sight to dream of, not to tell!
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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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The age seems sore from excess of stimulation, just as a day or two after a thorough Debauch and long sustained Drinking-match a man feels all over like a Bruise.
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In many ways doth the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal.
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Some men are like musical glasses; to produce their finest tones you must keep them wet.
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As a man without forethought scarcely deserves the name of a man, so forethought without reflection is but a metaphorical phrase for the instinct of a beast.
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Nothing can permanently please, which doesn’t contain in itself the reason why it is so, and not otherwise.
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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.
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I would address an affectionate exhortation to the youthful literati, grounded on my own experience. It will be but short; for the beginning, middle, and end converge to one charge: NEVER PURSUE LITERATURE AS A TRADE.
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Genius is the power of carrying the feelings of childhood into the powers of manhood.
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There is in every human countenance either a history or a prophecy which must sadden, or at least soften every reflecting observer.
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Good and bad men are each less so than they seem.
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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.
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What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if,when you awoke,you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?
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I have seen great intolerance shown in support of tolerance.
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