Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Oh sleep! It is a gentle thing, <br> Beloved from pole to pole.

The most happy marriage I can imagine to myself would be the union of a deaf man to a blind woman.

No Voice; but oh! the silence sank like music on my heart.

Works of imagination should be written in very plain language; the more purely imaginative they are the more necessary it is to be plain.

If you would stand well with a great mind, leave him with a favorable impression of yourself; if with a little mind, leave him with a favorable impression of himself.

What is an epigram? A dwarfish whole, its body brevity, and wit its soul.

Language is the armory of the human mind, and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests.

Advice is like snow; the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into, the mind.

I have seen gross intolerance shown in support of tolerance.

What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you dreamed? And what if, in your dream, you went to heaven and plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if, when you awoke, you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?

Advice is like snow -- the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper in sinks into the mind.

As it must not, so genius cannot be lawless; for it is even that constitutes its genius-- the power of acting creatively under laws of its own origination.

Talent, lying in the understanding, is often inherited; genius, being the action of reason or imagination, rarely or never.