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 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 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 COLERIDGEWith all our wisdom and foresight we can take a lesson in gladness and gratitude from the happy bird that sings all night, as if the day were not long enough to tell its joy.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEHe is the best physician who is the most ingenious inspirer of hope.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGETo sentence a man of true genius, to the drudgery of a school is to put a racehorse on a treadmill.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThat willing suspension of disbelief for the moment, which constitutes poetic faith.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEDemocracy is the healthful lifeblood which circulates through the veins and arteries, which supports the system, but which ought never to appear externally, and as the mere blood itself.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEGenius of the highest kind implies an unusual intensity of the modifying power.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEThe 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.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEHow inimitably graceful children are in general-before they learn to dance.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEAnd in today already walks tomorrow.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEHe who begins by loving Christianity more than Truth, will proceed by loving his sect or church better than Christianity, and end in loving himself better than all.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEA man’s as old as he’s feeling. A woman as old as she looks.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEI may not hope from outward forms to win / The passion and the life, whose fountains are within.
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGEBlest hour! It was a luxury–to be!
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 COLERIDGE