Thomas Carlyle

The coldest word was once a glowing new metaphor.

The coldest word was once a glowing new metaphor.

Custom governs the world; it is the tyrant of our feeling and our manners, and rules us with the imperious read more

Custom governs the world; it is the tyrant of our feeling and our manners, and rules us with the imperious hand of a despot

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

Poetry, therefore, we will call Musical Thought.

Poetry, therefore, we will call Musical Thought.

We have oftener than once endeavoured to attach some meaning to
that aphorism, vulgarly imputed to Shaftesbury, which however read more

We have oftener than once endeavoured to attach some meaning to
that aphorism, vulgarly imputed to Shaftesbury, which however we
can find nowhere in his works, that "ridicule is the test of
truth."