No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a profound philosopher.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeFacts are not truths; they are not conclusions; they are not even premises, but in the nature and parts of premises.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeFor I was reared in the great city, pent with cloisters dim,and saw naught lovely but the sky and stars.But thou, my babe! Shalt wander like a breeze By lakes and sandy shores, beneath the cragsOf ancient mountains, and beneath the clouds,Which image in their bulk both lakes and shoresAnd mountain crags: so shall thou see and hearThe lovely shapes and sounds intelligible Of that eternal language, which thy GodUtters, who from eternity doth teachHimself in all, and al things in himselfGreat universal teacher! He shall moldThy spirit and by giving , make it ask.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge