Silence Not Always Wisdom





Coleridge once dined in company with a person who listened to him, and

said nothing for a long time; but he nodded his head, and Coleridge

thought him intelligent. At length, towards the end of the dinner, some

apple dumplings were placed on the table, and the listener had no sooner

seen them than he burst forth, "Them's the jockeys for me!" Coleridge

adds: "I wish Spurzheim could have examined the fellow's head."



Coleridge was very luminous in conversation, and invariably commanded

listeners; yet the old lady rated his talent very lowly, when she

declared she had no patience with a man who would have all the talk to

himself.



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