Maxioms by Thomas Carlyle
What gained we, little moth? Thy ashes,
Thy one brief parting pang may show:
And withering thoughts read more
What gained we, little moth? Thy ashes,
Thy one brief parting pang may show:
And withering thoughts for soul that dashes,
From deep to deep, are but a death more slow.
The block of granite which was an obstacle in the pathway of the weak becomes a stepping-stone in the pathway read more
The block of granite which was an obstacle in the pathway of the weak becomes a stepping-stone in the pathway of the strong.
No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than
himself, dwells in the breast of man. It read more
No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than
himself, dwells in the breast of man. It is to this hour, and at
all hours, the vivifying influence in man's life.
A witty statesman said, you might prove anything by figures.
A witty statesman said, you might prove anything by figures.
In doing nothing men learn to do evil.
In doing nothing men learn to do evil.
