40 Quotes by Samuel Coleridge

No man was ever yet a great poet, without at the same time being a profound philosopher.

Whether the eave-drops fall / Heard only in the trances of the blast, / Or if the secret ministry of frost / Shall hang them up in silent icicles, / Quietly shining to the quiet moon.

Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs / Upon the slimy sea.

Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee,/ Whether the summer clothe the general earth/ With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing / Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch / Of mossy apple tree.

When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow, / And the owlet whoops to the wolf below.

Life is but thought; so think I will, That youth and I are house mates still

Let every bookworm, when in any fragrant, scarce, old tome he discovers a sentence, a story, an illustration, that does his heart good, hasten to give it

Signals, Drums, Guns, Bells, & the sound of Voices weighing up & clearing Anchors ... Monday April 9th, 1804, really set sail ... No health or Happiness without Work.

Poetry is certainly something more than good sense, but it must be good sense, just as a palace is more than a house, but it must be a house