For compassion a human heart suffices, but for full and adequate sympathy, with joy, an angel's only.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeA grief without a pang, void, dark and drear, A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet or relief, In word, or sigh, or tear.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeClergymen who publish pious frauds in the interest of the church are the orthodox liars of God.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeOur quaint metaphysical opinions, in an hour of anguish, are like playthings by the bedside of a child deathly sick.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeCentres, or centre-pieces of wood, are put by builders under an arch of stone while it is in the process of construction till the keystone is put in. Just such is the use Satan makes of pleasures to construct evil habits upon; the pleasure lasts till the habit is fully formed; but that done the habit may stand eternal. The pleasures are sent for firewood, and the hell begins in this life.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge