bubbles of false opinion will last whole ages, and deceive whole generations, till they are broken by some powerful breath, and even then how often they reunite, and again shine in the eyes of men, who hold them solid as cannon-balls!
Sara ColeridgeThe death of my mother permanently affects my happiness, more even than I should have anticipated, though I always knew that I must feel the separation at first as a severe wrench. But I did not apprehend, during her life, to what a degree she prevented me from feeling heart-solitude.
Sara ColeridgeReligious bigotry is a dull fire - hot enough to roast an ox, but with no lambent, luminous flame shooting up from it.
Sara Coleridge