Carved with figures strange and sweet, All made out of the carver's brain. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Artist Copy Share Image
How did the atheist get his idea of that God whom he denies? — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Atheist Copy Share Image
Oh, the difficulty of fixing the attention of men on the world within them! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Attention Copy Share Image
Men of genius are rarely much annoyed by the company of vulgar people. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
I attended [Sir Humphry] Davy's lectures to renew my stock of metaphors. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Investing Copy Share Image
The fair breeze blew, The white foam flew, And the forrow followed free. We were the first to ever burst into the… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Breeze Copy Share Image
The fancy is indeed no other than a mode of memory emancipated from the order of time and space. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Often do the spirits stride on before the event; and in today already walks tomorrow. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Events Copy Share Image
How strange and awful is the synthesis of life and death in the gusty winds and falling leaves of an autumnal day! — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Autumnal Copy Share Image
Nothing can permanently please, which doesn't contain in itself the reason why it is so, and not otherwise. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Inspirational Copy Share Image
The river Rhine, it is well known, Doth wash your city of Cologne; But tell me, nymphs! what power divine Shall henceforth… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Cities Copy Share Image
That passage is what I call the sublime dashed to pieces by cutting too close with the fiery four-in-hand round the corner… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Swans sing before they die - 'twere no bad thing should certain persons die before they sing. — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
The primary imagination I hold to be the living power and prime agent of all human perception, and as a repetition in… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“Whiles all the night, through fog-smoke white, Glimmered the white moonshine. [...] Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“They parted—ne'er to meet again! But never either found another To free the hollow heart from paining— They stood aloof, the scars… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Let every book-worm, when in any fragrant, scarce old tome, he discovers a sentence, a story, an illustration, that does his heart… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Book Copy Share Image
“Tho' veiled in spires of myrtle wreath, Love is a sword that cuts its sheath, And thro' the clefts, itself has made,… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Love Copy Share Image
No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher. For poetry is the blossom… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Emotion Copy Share Image
The necessity for external government to man is in an inverse ratio to the vigor of his self-government. Where the last is… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“Like cliffs which had been rent asunder; A dreary sea now flows between, But neither heat, nor frost, nor thunder, Shall wholly… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“In the perusal of philosophical works I have been greatly benefited by a resolve, which, in the antithetic form and with the… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Golden rule Copy Share Image
It is saying less than the truth to affirm that an excellent book (and the remark holds almost equally good of a… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Appetite Copy Share Image
“Down dropt the breeze, the sails dropt down, 'Twas sad as sad could be; And we did speak only to break The… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Ocean Copy Share Image
The misery of human life is made up of large masses, each separated from the other by certain intervals. One year the… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“II A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear, A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet, no relief,… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Beauty Copy Share Image
Centres, or centre-pieces of wood, are put by builders under an arch of stone while it is in the process of construction… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
“I readily believe that there are more invisible than visible Natures in the universe. But who will explain for us the family… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Better world Copy Share Image
“The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty That had their… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poetry Copy Share Image