Thomas Carlyle Quotes
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Generations are as the days of toilsome mankind; death and birth are the vesper and the matin bells that summon mankind to sleep and to rise refreshed for new advancement. What the father has made, the son can make and enjoy; but has also work of his own appointed him. Thus all things wax and roll onwards: arts, establishments, opinions, nothing is ever completed, but ever completing.
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Necessity dispenseth with decorum.
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The dead are all holy, even they that were base and wicked while alive. Their baseness and wickedness was not they, was but the heavy and unmanageable environment that lay round them.
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I never heard tell of any clever man that came of entirely stupid people.
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Laissez-faire, supply and demand-one begins to be weary of all that. Leave all to egotism, to ravenous greed of money, of pleasure, of applause-it is the gospel of despair.
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Macaulay is well for awhile, but one wouldn't live under Niagara.
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Silence, the great Empire of Silence: higher than all stars; deeper than the Kingdom of Death! It alone is great; all else is small.
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The mystery of a person, indeed, is ever divine to him that has a sense for the godlike.
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It's a man's sincerity and depth of vision that makes him a poet.
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Courtesy is the due of man to man; not of suit-of-clothes to suit-of-clothes.
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A laugh, to be joyous, must flow from a joyous heart, for without kindness, there can be no true joy.
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Great men are the commissioned guides of mankind, who rule their fellows because they are wiser.
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One is weary of hearing about the omnipotence of money. I will say rather that, for a genuine man, it is not evil to be poor.
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This world, after all our science and sciences, is still a miracle; wonderful, inscrutable, magical and more, to whosoever will think of it.
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A man protesting against error is on the way towards uniting himself with all men that believe in truth.
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If I say that Shakespeare is the greatest of intellects, I have said all concerning him. But there is more in Shakespeare's intellect than we have yet seen. It is what I call an unconscious intellect; there is more virtue in it that he himself is aware of.
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Nature, after all, is still the grand agent in making poets.
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Work earnestly at anything, you will by degrees learn to work at all things.
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O poor mortals, how ye make this earth bitter for each other.
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Writing is a dreadful labor, yet not so dreadful as Idleness.
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In no time whatever can small critics entirely eradicate out of living men's hearts a certain altogether peculiar collar reverence for Great Men--genuine admiration, loyalty, adora-tion.
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Thou fool! Nature alone is antique, and the oldest art a mushroom; that idle crag thou sittest on is six thousand years of age.
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Caution is the lower story of prudence.
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Whose school-hours are all the days and nights of our existence.