Maxioms by Thomas Carlyle
Do not expect good from another's death.
Do not expect good from another's death.
The barrenest of all mortals is the sentimentalist.
The barrenest of all mortals is the sentimentalist.
Our grand business is not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at read more
Our grand business is not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand.
No good Book, or good thing of any sort, shows its best face at
first.
No good Book, or good thing of any sort, shows its best face at
first.
What gained we, little moth? Thy ashes,
Thy one brief parting pang may show:
And withering thoughts read more
What gained we, little moth? Thy ashes,
Thy one brief parting pang may show:
And withering thoughts for soul that dashes,
From deep to deep, are but a death more slow.
