What if you slept? And what if, in your sleep, you went to heaven and there plucked a strange and beautiful flower? And what if,when you awoke,you had the flower in your hand? Ah, what then?
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeI never knew a trader in philanthropy who was not wrong in his head or heart somewhere or other.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeHe holds him with his glittering eye, And listens like a three years' child.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeNever yet did there exist a full faith in the Divine Word (by whom light as well as immortality was brought into the world) which did not expand the intellect, while it purified the heart--which did not multiply the aims and objects of the understanding, while it fixed and simplified those of the desires and passions.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge