Thomas Carlyle

Man's Unhappiness, as I construe, comes of his Greatness; it is
because there is an Infinite in him, which read more

Man's Unhappiness, as I construe, comes of his Greatness; it is
because there is an Infinite in him, which with all his cunning
he cannot quite bury under the Finite.

Scarcely two hundred years back can Fame recollect articulately
at all; and there she but maunders and mumbles.

Scarcely two hundred years back can Fame recollect articulately
at all; and there she but maunders and mumbles.

This Mirabeau's work, then is done. He sleeps with the primeval
giants. He has gone over to the majority: read more

This Mirabeau's work, then is done. He sleeps with the primeval
giants. He has gone over to the majority: "Abiit ad plures."

What an enormous magnifier is tradition! How a thing grows in the human memory and in the human imagination, when read more

What an enormous magnifier is tradition! How a thing grows in the human memory and in the human imagination, when love, worship, and all that lies in the human heart, is there to encourage it

Ridicule is the language of the devil

Ridicule is the language of the devil