The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, / Who thicks man's blood with cold.
Quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Nothing is so contagious as enthusiasm.
The faults of great authors are generally excellences carried to an excess.
Talk of the devil, and his horns appear.
There is no such thing as a worthless book though there are some far worse...
To most men, experience is like the stern lights of a ship, which illumine only...
What is a epigram? A dwarfish whole. Its body brevity, and wit its soul.
A man's desire is for the woman, but the woman's desire is rarely other than...
No man was ever yet a great poet, without being at the same time a...
The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions - the little, soon forgotten...
Love is flower like; Friendship is like a sheltering tree.
Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion....
Love is the admiration and cherishing of the amiable qualities of the beloved person, upon...
A mother is a mother still, The holiest thing alive.
Its body brevity, and wit its soul.
Poetry: the best words in the best order
Pity is best taught by fellowship in woe
Poetry: the best words in the best order.
The most happy marriage I can picture or imagine to myself would be the union...
As I live and am a man, this is an unexaggerated tale - my dreams...
Christianity is not a theory or speculation, but a life; not a philosophy of life,...