Quote#Truth
I lay too many Eggs in the hot Sands of this Wilderness, the World!…
Quote bySamuel Taylor Coleridge · 1772–1834
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Notebooks, September/early October 1802.
English (original)
I lay too many Eggs in the hot Sands of this Wilderness, the World! with Ostrich Carelessness & Ostrich Oblivion. The greater part, I trust, are trod underfoot, & smashed; but yet no small number crawl forth into Life, some to furnish Feathers for the Caps of others, & still more to plume the Shafts in the Quivers of my Enemies, of them that lie in wait against my Soul.
— Samuel Taylor Coleridge
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