The best part of human language, properly so called, is derived from reflection on the acts of the mind itself.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeThe sense of beauty is intuitive, and beauty itself is all that inspires pleasure without, and aloof from, and even contrarily to interest.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeA noise like of a hidden brook In the leafy month of June, That to the sleeping woods all night Singeth a quiet tune.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge