Thomas Carlyle

Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light
and another of darkness; on the confines of two read more

Everywhere the human soul stands between a hemisphere of light
and another of darkness; on the confines of two everlasting
hostile empires, Necessity and Freewill.

My whinstone house my castle is,
I have my own four walls.

My whinstone house my castle is,
I have my own four walls.

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."

Day of wrath that day of burning,
Seer and Sibyl speak concerning,
All the world to ashes read more

Day of wrath that day of burning,
Seer and Sibyl speak concerning,
All the world to ashes turning.
[Lat., Dies irae, dies illa!
Solvet saeclum in favilla,
Teste David cum Sybilla.]

Sarcasm is the language of the devil, for which reason I have long since as good as renounced it.

Sarcasm is the language of the devil, for which reason I have long since as good as renounced it.