Advice is like snow the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon and the deeper it sinks into the mind.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Advice is like snow; the softer it falls, the longer it dwells upon, and the deeper it sinks into the mind.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A grief without a pang, void, dark and drear, A drowsy, stifled, unimpassioned grief, Which finds no natural outlet or relief, In word, or sigh, or tear.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Ah! Well a-day! What evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Alas! They had been friends in youth but whispering tongues can poison truth.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

All sympathy not consistent with acknowledged virtue is but disguised selfishness.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Alone, alone, all, all alone, Alone on a wide sea! And never a saint took pity on My soul in agony.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

A 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

An ear for music is very different from a taste for music. I have no ear whatever I could not sing an air to save my life but I have the intensest delight in music and can detect good from bad.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge

An orphan's curse would drag to hell A spirit from on high; But oh! More horrible than that Is the curse in a dead man's eye! Seven days, seven nights, I saw that curse, And, yet I could not die.

— Samuel Taylor Coleridge