What did Samuel Taylor Coleridge mean by: Love is flower like; Friendship is like a sheltering tree. - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England Copy
+ The most general definition of beauty … Multeity in Unity. Feraz Zeid, July 11, 2023December 12, 2023, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Beauty, Definitions, Unity, 0 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England
+ Ignorance seldom vaults into knowledge. Feraz Zeid, June 8, 2023December 12, 2023, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Ignorance, Ignorant, 0 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England
+ The fancy is indeed no other than a mode of memory emancipated from the order of time and space. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Memories, Time, 0 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England
+ I may not hope from outward forms to win / The passion and the life, whose fountains are within. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Passion, Winning, 0 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England
+ An undevout poet is an impossibility. Feraz Zeid, August 27, 2023December 24, 2023, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Impossibility, Poet, Poetry, 0 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England
+ Blest hour! It was a luxury–to be! Feraz Zeid, August 18, 2023December 12, 2023, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Hours, Luxury, 0 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England
+ It is a flat’ning Thought, that the more we have seen, the less we have to say. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Flats, 0 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England
+ That saints will aid if men will call; For the blue sky bends over all! Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Sky, 0 - Samuel Taylor Coleridge Poet · England
You have to observe flowers in order to find the right tones for the folds of clothes. - Jean-Auguste-Dominique Ingres Painter · France
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Love begins with love ; and the warmest friendship cannot change even to the coldest love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We perceive when love begins and when it declines by our embarrassment when alone together. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
