We ought not to extract pernicious honey from poison blossoms of misrepresentation and mendacious half-truth, to pamper the course appetite of bigotry and self-love.
Samuel Taylor ColeridgeRead
So lonely 'twas that God himself Scarce seemed there to be.
Interpretation
The quote expresses profound loneliness, suggesting even divine presence feels distant.
In this quote, Samuel Taylor Coleridge conveys a deep sense of isolation and abandonment, highlighting a state in which solitude is so profound that it even makes one question the presence of God. It reflects on the human experience of despair, where the feeling of loneliness can eclipse one's belief in a higher power or companionship, emphasizing how intense solitude can feel in moments of desolation.
In practice
In a speech about mental health, one might use this quote to illustrate the depth of feelings associated with loneliness.
We ought not to extract pernicious honey from poison blossoms of misrepresentation and mendacious half-truth, to pamper the course appetite of bigotry and self-love.
Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.
And all who heard should see them there, And all should cry, Beware! Beware! His flashing eyes, his floating hair! Weave a circle round him thrice, And close your eyes with holy dread, For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise.
Often do the spirits stride on before the event; and in today already walks tomorrow.
Mr. Lyell's system of geology is just half the truth, and no more. He affirms a great deal that is true, and he denies a great deal which is equally true; which is the general characteristic of all systems not embracing the whole truth.
To believe and to understand are not diverse things, but the same things in different periods of growth.
Equal protection under the law - for race, religion, gender or sexual orientation - should not be subject to the most popular sentiments of the day.
Lord, if I thought you were listening, I'd pray for this above all: that any church set up in your name should remain poor, and powerless, and modest. That it should wield no authority except that of love. That it should never cast anyone out. That it should own no property and make no laws. That it should not condemn, but only forgive.
The flower fades and dies; but he who wears the flower has not to mourn for it for ever.
It was at that moment he realized that his spirit was truly human once more. For he no longer remembered how to be alone without being lonely.
The more things I threw away, the more I found.
The first thing to recognize not just about Afghanistan but about any poor undeveloped country is that as big as it looks on the map, it's much bigger when you're there.
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