“Truth I pursued,as Fancy sketch'd the way, And wiser men than I went worse astray.” — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Be not merely a man of letters! Let literature be an honorable augmentations to your arms, not constitute the coat or fill… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Why aren't more gems from our great authors scattered over the country? Great books aren't within everybody's reach. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Book Copy Share Image
The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Autumn Copy Share Image
Death came with friendly care; The opening bud to heaven conveyed, And bade it blossom there. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
On the Greek stage a drama, or acted story, consisted in reality of three dramas, called together a trilogy, and performed consecutively… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The most happy marriage I can picture or imagine to myself would be the union of a deaf man to a blind… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Blind Copy Share Image
Chance is but the pseudonym of God for those particular cases, which he does not choose to acknowledge openly with his own… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
An ear for music is very different from a taste for music. I have no ear whatever; I could not sing an… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Shakespeare knew the human mind, and its most minute and intimate workings, and he never introduces a word, or a thought, in… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“If a man could pass through Paradise in a dream, and have a flower presented to him as a pledge that his… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Falsehood is fire in stubble; it likewise turns all the light stuff around it into its own substance for a moment, one… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Law grows, and though the principles of law remain unchanged, yet (and it is one of the advantages of the common law)… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Advantage Copy Share Image
Not one man in a thousand has either strength of mind or goodness of heart to be an Atheist. I repeat it.… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Atheism Copy Share Image
The true key to the declension of the Roman empire which is not to be found in all Gibbon 's immense work… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Character Copy Share Image
To carry feelings of childhood into the powers of adulthood, to combine the child's sense of wonder and novelty with the appearances… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Adulthood Copy Share Image
Mr. Mum's Rudesheimer And the church of St. Geryon Are the two things alone That deserve to be known In the body-and-soul-stinking… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Body Copy Share Image
“Men, I still think, ought to be weighed, not counted. Their worth ought to be the final estimate of their value.” — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Character Copy Share Image
To know, to esteem, to love,-and then to part, Makes up life's tale to many a feeling heart. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Esteem Copy Share Image
I never knew a trader in philanthropy who was not wrong in his head or heart somewhere or other. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Heart Copy Share Image
Not one man in a thousand has the strength of mind or the goodness of heart to be an atheist. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Atheist Copy Share Image
A man may devote himself to death and destruction to save a nation; but no nation will devote itself to death and… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Death Copy Share Image
The moving moon went up the sky, And nowhere did abide: Softly she was going up, And a star or two beside. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Moon Copy Share Image
Oh Sleep! it is a gentle thing, beloved from pole to pole, to Mary Queen the praise be given! She sent the… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Beloved Copy Share Image
We ought not to extract pernicious honey from poison blossoms of misrepresentation and mendacious half-truth, to pamper the course appetite of bigotry… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Appetite Copy Share Image
Nature has her proper interest; and he will know what it is, who believes and feels, that every Thing has a Life… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
There are errors which no wise man will treat with rudeness while there is a probability that they may be the refraction… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“We in ourselves rejoice! And thence flows all that charms or ear or sight, All melodies the echoes of that voice, All… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Not the poem which we have read , but that to which we return , with the greatest pleasure, possesses the genuine… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Poetry is certainly something more than good sense, but it must be good sense, at all events, just as a palace is… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear, A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet or relief, In… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Dark Copy Share Image
I have often thought what a melancholy world this would be without children, and what an inhuman world without the aged. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Children Copy Share Image
It is the duty of the Judge in criminal trials to take care that the verdict of the jury is not founded… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Care Copy Share Image
God is everywhere! the God who framed Mankind to be one, mighty family, Himself our Father, and the world our home. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Father Copy Share Image
Dryden 's genius was of that sort which catches fire by its own motion; his chariot wheels get hot by driving fast. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Of no agenor of any religion, or party or profession. The body and substance of his works came out of the unfathomable… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Body Copy Share Image
“Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drank the… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The Earth with its scarred face is the symbol of the Past; the Air and Heaven, of Futurity. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“And in Life's noisiest hour, There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee, The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy.” — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Life Copy Share Image
Farewell, farewell! but this I tell To thee, thou Wedding-Guest! He prayeth well, who loveth well Both man and bird and beast. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Beast Copy Share Image
