Frases de Samuel Taylor Coleridge

„¿Y si durmieras? ¿Y si en tu sueño, soñaras? ¿Y si al soñar fueras al cielo y allí recogieras una extraña y hermosa flor? ¿Y si cuando despertaras tuvieras la flor en tu mano? Ah, ¿entonces qué?“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

„Si un hombre atravesara el Paraíso en un Sueño, y le dieran una flor como prueba de que había estado allí, y si al despertar encontrara esa flor en la mano… ¿entonces qué?“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

„No existe nada más contagioso que el entusiasmo.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fuente: Citado en Prize, Walter L. 700 Pensamientos para desarrollar una mentalidad ganadora. Editorial Mestas Ediciones, 2016. ISBN 9788416669110.

„La amistad es un árbol que nos cobija.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fuente: Citado en Swindoll, Charles R.Decirlo bien: Cómo conmover a otros con sus palabras. Editorial Patmos, 2017. ISBN 9781588029126.

„La brisa buena sopló, la espuma blanca voló, el surco seguía libre detrás; éramos lo primero que alguna vez irrumpía dentro de ese mar silencioso.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fuente: Citado en Macho, Gontzal. Relatos fantásticos, Volumen 1 Relatos fantásticos. Editor Gontzal, 2013.

„The Reformation in the sixteenth century narrowed Reform. As soon as men began to call themselves names, all hope of further amendment was lost.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

21 July 1827
Table Talk (1821–1834)

„What if you slept
And what if
In your sleep
You dreamed
And what if
In your dream
You went to heaven
And there plucked a strange and beautiful flower
And what if
When you awoke
You had that flower in you hand
Ah, what then?“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fuente: The Complete Poems

„Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge, libro The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

Fuente: The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

„Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fuente: Literary Remains, Vol. 1

„You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

" The Presence of Love http://etext.lib.virginia.edu/stc/Coleridge/poems/Presence_Love.html" (1807), lines 1-4.
Contexto: p>And in Life's noisiest hour,
There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,
The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy.You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within.</p

„The poet, described in ideal perfection, brings the whole soul of man into activity, with the subordination of its faculties to each other according to their relative worth and dignity.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge, libro Biographia Literaria

Fuente: Biographia Literaria (1817), Ch. XIV.
Contexto: The poet, described in ideal perfection, brings the whole soul of man into activity, with the subordination of its faculties to each other according to their relative worth and dignity. He diffuses a tone and spirit of unity, that blends, and (as it were) fuses, each into each, by that synthetic and magical power, to which I would exclusively appropriate the name of Imagination.

„The Beautiful arises from the perceived harmony of an object, whether sight or sound, with the inborn and constitutive rules of the judgment and imagination: and it is always intuitive.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

On the Principles of Genial Criticism (1814)
Contexto: The Good consists in the congruity of a thing with the laws of the reason and the nature of the will, and in its fitness to determine the latter to actualize the former: and it is always discursive. The Beautiful arises from the perceived harmony of an object, whether sight or sound, with the inborn and constitutive rules of the judgment and imagination: and it is always intuitive.

„Now Art, used collectively for painting, sculpture, architecture and music, is the mediatress between, and reconciler of, nature and man.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

On Poesy or Art (1818)
Contexto: Now Art, used collectively for painting, sculpture, architecture and music, is the mediatress between, and reconciler of, nature and man. It is, therefore, the power of humanizing nature, of infusing the thoughts and passions of man into everything which is the object of his contemplation.

„Work without Hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And Hope without an object cannot live.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fuente: Work Without Hope (1825), l. 9.
Contexto: Bloom, O ye Amaranths! bloom for whom ye may,
For me ye bloom not! Glide, rich streams, away!
With lips unbrightened, wreathless brow, I stroll:
And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul?
Work without Hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And Hope without an object cannot live.

„Bloom, O ye Amaranths! bloom for whom ye may,
For me ye bloom not!“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Fuente: Work Without Hope (1825), l. 9.
Contexto: Bloom, O ye Amaranths! bloom for whom ye may,
For me ye bloom not! Glide, rich streams, away!
With lips unbrightened, wreathless brow, I stroll:
And would you learn the spells that drowse my soul?
Work without Hope draws nectar in a sieve,
And Hope without an object cannot live.

„This power…reveals itself in the balance or reconcilement of opposite or discordant qualities: of sameness, with difference; of the general with the concrete; the idea with the image; the individual with the representative“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge, libro Biographia Literaria

Fuente: Biographia Literaria (1817), Ch. XIV.
Contexto: This power... reveals itself in the balance or reconcilement of opposite or discordant qualities: of sameness, with difference; of the general with the concrete; the idea with the image; the individual with the representative; the sense of novelty and freshness with old and familiar objects; a more than usual state of emotion with more than usual order; judgment ever awake and steady self-possession with enthusiasm and feeling profound or vehement; and while it blends and harmonizes the natural and the artificial, still subordinates art to nature; the manner to the matter; and our admiration of the poet to our sympathy with the poetry.

„Awake, my soul! not only passive praise
Thou owest!“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

"Hymn in the Vale of Chamouni" (1802)
Contexto: Awake, my soul! not only passive praise
Thou owest! not alone these swelling tears,
Mute thanks and secret ecstasy. Awake,
Voice of sweet song! awake, my heart, awake!
Green vales and icy cliffs, all join my hymn.

„From my early reading of Faery Tales, & Genii &c &c — my mind had been habituated to the Vast — & I never regarded my senses in any way as the criteria of my belief.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Letter to Thomas Poole (16 October 1797).
Letters
Contexto: From my early reading of Faery Tales, & Genii &c &c — my mind had been habituated to the Vast — & I never regarded my senses in any way as the criteria of my belief. I regulated all my creeds by my conceptions not by my sight — even at that age. Should children be permitted to read Romances, & Relations of Giants & Magicians, & Genii? — I know all that has been said against it; but I have formed my faith in the affirmative. — I know no other way of giving the mind a love of "the Great," & "the Whole." — Those who have been led by the same truths step by step thro' the constant testimony of their senses, seem to me to want a sense which I possess — They contemplate nothing but parts — and are parts are necessarily little — and the Universe to them is but a mass of little things. It is true, the mind may become credulous and prone to superstition by the former method; — but are not the experimentalists credulous even to madness in believing any absurdity, rather than believe the grandest truths, if they have not the testimony of their own senses in their favor? I have known some who have been rationally educated, as it is styled. They were marked by a microscopic acuteness; but when they looked at great things, all became a blank, and they saw nothing, and denied that any thing could be seen, and uniformly put the negative of a power for the possession of a power, and called the want of imagination judgment, and the never being moved to rapture philosophy.

„The proper and immediate object of science is the acquirement, or communication, of truth; the proper and immediate object of poetry is the communication of immediate pleasure.“

—  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

"Definitions of Poetry" (1811).
Contexto: Poetry is not the proper antithesis to prose, but to science. Poetry is opposed to science, and prose to metre. The proper and immediate object of science is the acquirement, or communication, of truth; the proper and immediate object of poetry is the communication of immediate pleasure.