Thomas Carlyle ( 10 of 167 )
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
Patience is a virtue, and I'm learning patience. It's a tough lesson.
Patience is a virtue, and I'm learning patience. It's a tough lesson.
We have not read an author till we have seen his object, whatever
it may be, as he saw read more
We have not read an author till we have seen his object, whatever
it may be, as he saw it.
All comes out even at the end of the day.
All comes out even at the end of the day.
So here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip read more
So here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip useless away?
Out of eternity
This new day is born,
Into eternity
At night will return.
Of a truth, men are mystically united: a mystic bond of
brotherhood makes all men one.
Of a truth, men are mystically united: a mystic bond of
brotherhood makes all men one.
Popular opinion is the greatest lie in the world.
Popular opinion is the greatest lie in the world.
Money, which is of very uncertain value, and sometimes has no
value at all and even less.
Money, which is of very uncertain value, and sometimes has no
value at all and even less.
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.
Commemoration of Albrecht Dürer, artist, 1528, and Michelangelo Buonarrotti, artist, spiritual writer, 1564 Sweep away the illusion of read more
Commemoration of Albrecht Dürer, artist, 1528, and Michelangelo Buonarrotti, artist, spiritual writer, 1564 Sweep away the illusion of Time; glance, if thou have eyes, from the near moving-cause to the far-distant Mover. The stroke that came transmitted through a whole galaxy of elastic balls, was it less a stroke than if the last ball only had been struck, and sent flying? Oh, could I transport thee direct from the Beginnings to the Endings, how were thy eyesight unsealed, and thy heart set flaming in the Light-sea of celestial wonder! Then sawest thou that this fair Universe, were it in the meanest province thereof, is in very deed the star-domed City of God; that through every star, through every grass-blade, and most through every Living Soul, the glory of a present God still beams. But Nature, which is the Time-vesture of God and reveals Him to the wise, hides Him from the foolish.
