I feel strongly and I think strongly, but I seldom feel without thinking or think without feeling.
Hence, though my poetry has in general a hue of tenderness or passion over it, yet it seldom exhibits unmixed and simple tenderness or passion. My philosophical opinions are blended with or deduced from my feelings, and this, I think, peculiarises my style of writing, and, like everything else, it is sometimes a beauty and sometimes a fault. (...) And whatever man's excellence, that will be likewise his fault.
Coleridge in a letter to John Thelwall, 17 December 1796
About the soul relationship between the Wordsworths and Samuel Taylor Coleridge
An ancient mariner shoots an albatross
- The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
Poor Hawk! O Strange Lust of Murder in Man!
Coleridge's flight to Malta
Woe to the man to whom the origin of evil is an uninteresting question
Coleridge and his preoccupation with the origin of evil