Thomas Carlyle

To us also, through every star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we will open read more

To us also, through every star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we will open our minds and our eyes.

I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom.

I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom.

Love is not altogether a delerium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

Love is not altogether a delerium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

Is not every meanest day the confluence of two eternities?

Is not every meanest day the confluence of two eternities?

A laugh, to be joyous, must flow from a joyous heart, for without kindness, there can be no true joy.

A laugh, to be joyous, must flow from a joyous heart, for without kindness, there can be no true joy.