Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Samuel Taylor Coleridgewas an English poet, literary critic and philosopher who, with his friend William Wordsworth, was a founder of the Romantic Movement in England and a member of the Lake Poets. He wrote the poems The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and Kubla Khan, as well as the major prose work Biographia Literaria. His critical work, especially on Shakespeare, was highly influential, and he helped introduce German idealist philosophy to English-speaking culture. Coleridge coined many familiar words and phrases,...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth21 October 1772
In the deepest night of trouble and sorrow God gives us so much to be thankful for that we need never cease our singing. With 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.
Friends should be weighed, not told; who boasts to have won a multitude of friends has never had one.
God is everywhere! the God who framed Mankind to be one, mighty family, Himself our Father, and the world our home.
Men of genius are rarely much annoyed by the company of vulgar people.
Forth from his dark and lonely hiding-place, (Portentous sight!) the owlet Atheism, sailing on obscene wings athwart the noon, drops his blue-fringed lids, and holds them close, and hooting at the glorious sun in Heaven, cries out, ''Where is it?''
The 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. Even to admire otherwise than on the whole and where "I admire" is but a synonyme for "I remember, I liked it very much when I was reading it ," is too much an effort, would be too disquieting an emotion!
My eyes make pictures when they are shut.
Language is the armory of the human mind, and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests.
What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if,when you awoke,you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?
Some men are like musical glasses; to produce their finest tones you must keep them wet.
I have often thought what a melancholy world this would be without children, and what an inhuman world without the aged.
Until you understand a writer's ignorance, presume yourself ignorant of his understanding.
He prayeth best, who loveth best All things both great and small; For the dear God who loveth us, He made and loveth all.
To believe and to understand are not diverse things, but the same things in different periods of growth.