Thomas Carlyle

To us also, through every star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we will open read more

To us also, through every star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we will open our minds and our eyes.

This Mirabeau's work, then is done. He sleeps with the primeval
giants. He has gone over to the majority: read more

This Mirabeau's work, then is done. He sleeps with the primeval
giants. He has gone over to the majority: "Abiit ad plures."

Thought once awakened does not again slumber.

Thought once awakened does not again slumber.

Genuine Work alone, what thou workest faithfully, that is
eternal, as the Almighty Founder and World-Builder himself.

Genuine Work alone, what thou workest faithfully, that is
eternal, as the Almighty Founder and World-Builder himself.

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.