Thomas Carlyle Quotes
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What are your historical Facts still more your biographical Wilt thou know a man by stringing-together beadrolls of what thou namest Facts.
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Pin your faith to no ones sleeves, haven't you two eyes of your own.
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Who is it that loves me and will love me forever with an affection which no chance, no misery, no crime of mine can do away? It is you, my mother.
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Blessed be the God's voice; for it is true, and falsehoods have to cease before it!
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Friend, hast thou considered the "rugged, all-nourishing earth," as Sophocles well names her; how she feeds the sparrow on the housetop, much more her darling man?
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The word of Mohammad is a voice direct from nature's own heart - all else is wind in comparison.
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A very sea of thought; neither calm nor clear, if you will, yet wherein the toughest pearl-diver may dive to his utmost depth, and return not only with sea-wreck but with true orients.
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Every noble work is at first impossible.
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The three great elements of modern civilization, Gun powder, Printing, and the Protestant religion.
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It is the first of all problems for a man to find out what kind of work he is to do in this universe.
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No sooner does a great man depart, and leave his character as public property, than a crowd of little men rushes towards it. There they are gathered together, blinking up to it with such vision as they have, scanning it from afar, hovering round it this way and that, each cunningly endeavoring, by all arts, to catch some reflex of it in the little mirror of himself.
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Ever, as before, does Madness remain a mysterious-terrific, altogether infernal boiling-up of the Nether Chaotic Deep, through this fair-painted Vision of Creation, which swims thereon, which we name the Real.
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A battle is a terrible conjugation of the verb to kill: I kill, thou killest, he kills, we kill, they kill, all kill.
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The eye sees what it brings the power to see.
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Let Time and Chance combine, combine! Let Time and Chance combine! The fairest love from heaven above, That love of yours was mine, My Dear! That love of yours was mine.
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Laws, written, if not on stone tables, yet on the azure of infinitude, in the inner heart of God's creation, certain as life, certain as death, are there, and thou shalt not disobey them.
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I have seen gleams in the face and eyes of the man that have let you look into a higher country.
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All work of man is as the swimmer's: a vast ocean threatens to devour him; if he front it not bravely, it will keep its word.
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Roguery is thought by some to be cunning and laughable: it is neither; it is devilish.
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Silence is as deep as eternity, speech a shallow as time.
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A frightful dialect for the stupid, the pedant and dullard sort.
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O Heaven, it is mysterious, it is awful to consider that we not only carry each a future Ghost within him; but are, in very deed, Ghosts!
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A well-written life is almost as rare as a well-spent one.
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What is philosophy but a continual battle against custom?