661 Quotes by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Nor dim nor red, like God's own head, / The glorious Sun uprist.

Talk to the devil, and his horns appear.

The light which experience gives is a lantern on the stern, which shines only on the waves behind us.

I have experienc'd / The worst, the World can wreak on me--the worst / That can make Life indifferent, yet disturb / With whisper'd Discontents the dying prayer--