“To be loved is all I need, And whom I love, I love indeed.” — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The curiosity of an honorable mind willingly rests there, where the love of truth does not urge it farther onward, and the… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge 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 Copy Share Image
Our own heart, and not other men's opinion, forms our true honor. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Flowers are lovely; love is flower-like; Friendship is a sheltering tree; Oh the joys that came down shower-like, Of friendship, love, and… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
A spring of love gush'd from my heart, And I bless'd them unaware. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“ All thoughts, all passions, all delights Whatever stirs this mortal frame All are but ministers of Love And feed His sacred… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
How inimitably graceful children are in general-before they learn to dance. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
For she belike hath drunken deep Of all the blessedness of sleep. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
And though thou notest from thy safe recess old friends burn dim, like lamps in noisome air love them for what they… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
It is a flat'ning Thought, that the more we have seen, the less we have to say. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Painting is the intermediate between a thought and a thing. — 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 Copy Share Image
What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower?… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Poor little Foal of an oppressed race! I love the languid patience of thy face. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
In many ways doth the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Come, come thou bleak December wind, And blow the dry leaves from the tree! Flash, like a Love-thought, thro'me, Death And take… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Women have their heads in their hearts. Man seems to have been destined for a superior being; as things are, I think… — 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. You mould my Hopes,… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Never can true courage dwell with them, Who, playing tricks with conscience, dare not look At their own vices. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The first duty of a wise advocate is to convince his opponents that he understands their arguments, and sympathies with their just feelings. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin is pride that apes humility. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Facts are not truths; they are not conclusions; they are not even premises, but in the nature and parts of premises. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
I do not wish you to act from these truths; no, still and always act from your feelings; only meditate often on these truths… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
A poet ought not to pick nature's pocket. Let him borrow, and so borrow as to repay by the very act of borrowing. Examine… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
With no other privilege than that of sympathy and sincere good wishes, I would address an affectionate exhortation to the youthful literati, grounded on… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Why are not more gems from our great authors scattered over the country? Great books are not in everybody's reach; and though it is… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Life went a-maying With Nature, Hope, and Poesy, When I was young! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
