Every crime has, in the moment of its perpetration, Its own avenging angel-dark misgiving, An ominous sinking at the inmost heart.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeMay all the stars hang bright above her dwelling, Silent as though they watched the sleeping earth!
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeA man's desire is for the woman, but the woman's desire is rarely other than for the desire of the man.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge