Thomas Carlyle

Ridicule is the language of the devil

Ridicule is the language of the devil

If they could forget for a moment the correggiosity of Correggio
and the learned babble of the sale-room and read more

If they could forget for a moment the correggiosity of Correggio
and the learned babble of the sale-room and varnishing
Auctioneer.

Poetry, therefore, we will call Musical Thought.

Poetry, therefore, we will call Musical Thought.

After I'm dead I'd rather have people ask why I have no monument
than why I have one.

After I'm dead I'd rather have people ask why I have no monument
than why I have one.

To-day is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our Works
and Thoughts, if they are always to be read more

To-day is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our Works
and Thoughts, if they are always to be the fittest, continue
always the same? Change, indeed, is painful; yet ever needful;
and if Memory have its force and worth, so also has Hope.