Maxioms by Thomas Carlyle
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.
A Poet without Love were a physical and metaphysical
impossibility.
A Poet without Love were a physical and metaphysical
impossibility.
Every noble work is at first impossible.
Every noble work is at first impossible.
The merit of originality is not novelty; it is sincerity. The believing man is the original man; whatsoever he believes, read more
The merit of originality is not novelty; it is sincerity. The believing man is the original man; whatsoever he believes, he believes it for himself, not for another.
Humor has justly been regarded as the finest perfection of poetic
genius.
Humor has justly been regarded as the finest perfection of poetic
genius.
