A Quote by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Contempt is egotism in ill- humor. — © Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Contempt is egotism in ill- humor.
Good-humor will sometimes conquer ill-humor, but ill-humor will conquer it oftener; and for this plain reason, good-humor must operate on generosity, ill-humor on meanness.
Good-humor is allied to generosity, ill-humor to meanness.
Egotism erects its center in itself; love places it out of itself in the axis of the universal whole. Love aims at unity, egotism at solitude. Love is the citizen ruler of a flourishing republic, egotism is a despot in a devastated creation. Egotism sows for gratitude, love for the ungrateful. Love gives, egotism lends; and love does this before the throne of judicial truth, indifferent if for the enjoyment of the following moment, or with the view to a martyr's crown--indifferent whether the reward is in this life or in the next.
Without that poise and balance and gentle humor and caring sense, nothing happens at all. It's just egotism and vanity and jealousy and possessiveness.
All is egotism. The only people whose mainspring is not egotism are the dead and perhaps idiots.
If egotism means a terrific interest in one's self, egotism is absolutely essential to efficient living.
Intolerance is a form of egotism, and to condemn egotism intolerantly is to share it.
IF YOU WOULD BE FREE OF GREED, FIRST YOU HAVE TO LEAVE EGOTISM BEHIND. THE BEST MENTAL EXERCISE FOR RELINQUISHING EGOTISM IS CONTEMPLATING IMPERMANENCE.
Cynicism is humor in ill health.
Arrive at the net with the puck and in ill humor.
I'm sure that being sober all these years accounts for my ill humor.
We take the shortest route to the puck and arrive in ill humor.
Hamlet is egotism as it appears to itself, and Don Quixote is egotism as it appears to the detached observer.
Married people should not be quick to hear what is said by either when in ill humor.
... hunger and cold, ill-health and pain are nothing. They pass. The thing that remains is ignorant criticism, well-meaning but futile advice, the contempt of a subordinate, the feelings of the underdog.
True humor springs not more from the head than from the heart. It is not contempt; its essence is love. It issues not in laughter, but in still smiles, which lie far deeper.
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