Quotes and Quotations

Memorable Quotes and quotations from Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge English critic & poet (1772 - 1834)


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- I have seen gross intolerance shown in support of tolerance.

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

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

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- There is no such thing as a worthless book though there are some far worse than worthless; no book that is not worth preserving, if its existence may be tolerated; as there may be some men whom it may be proper to hang, but none should be suffered to starve.

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- 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.

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- 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.

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

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

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

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- Oh sleep! It is a gentle thing,
Beloved from pole to pole.

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

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

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

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- 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?