| Shakespeare is of no age — nor of any religion, or party or profession. The body and substance of his works came out of the unfathomable depths of his own oceanic mind.
– Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) |
Category Archives: Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Samuel Taylor Coleridge – Where critics come from
| Reviewers are usually people who would have been poets, historians, biographers . . . if they could; they have tried their talents at one or the other, and have failed; therefore they turn critics.
– Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) |
Samuel Taylor Coleridge – Immutable and deliberate nature of poetry
| In poetry, in which every line, every phrase, may pass the ordeal of deliberation and deliberate choice, it is possible, and barely possible, to attain that ultimatum which I have ventured to propose as the infallible test of a blameless style; namely: its untranslatableness in words of the same language without injury to the meaning.
– Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) |
Samuel Taylor Coleridge – Happiness is minute fractions
| The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions — the little soon forgotten charities of a kiss or smile, a kind look, a heartfelt compliment, and the countless infinitesimals of pleasurable and genial feeling.
– Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) |
Samuel Taylor Coleridge – Pleasure, most often delusive
| Pleasure, most often delusive, may be born of delusion. Pleasure, herself a sorceress, may pitch her tents on enchanted ground. But happiness (or, to use a more accurate and comprehensive term, solid well-being) can be built on virtue alone, and must of necessity have truth for its foundation.
– Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) |
Samuel Taylor Coleridge – Love of Christianity more than truth
| He who begins by loving Christianity better than truth will proceed by loving his own sect or church better than Christianity, and end by loving himself better than all.
– Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834) |
