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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. Topic: Day
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Day of wrath that day of burning, Seer and Sibyl speak concerning, All the world to ashes turning. Topic: Day
Author: Thomas Carlyle
All comes out even at the end of the day. Topic: Day
Author: Thomas Carlyle
The block of granite which was an obstacle in the pathway of the weak becomes a stepping-stone in the pathway of the strong. Topic: Decision
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Every noble work is at first impossible. Topic: Diligence
Author: Thomas Carlyle
The fearful unbelief is unbelief in yourself. Topic: Doubt
Author: Thomas Carlyle
What we become depends on what we read after all the professors have finished with us. The greatest university of all is the collection of books. Topic: Education
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Endurance is patience concentrated. Topic: Endurance
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Providence has given to the French the empire of the land, to the English that of the sea, to the Germans that of--the air! Topic: England
Author: Thomas Carlyle
A certain man has called us, "of all peoples the wisest in action," but he added, "the stupidest in speech." Topic: England
Author: Thomas Carlyle
This Mirabeau's work, then is done. He sleeps with the primeval giants. He has gone over to the majority: "Abiit ad plures." Topic: Epitaphs
Author: Thomas Carlyle
In every object there is inexhaustible meaning; the eye sees in it what the eye brings means of seeing. Topic: Eyes
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Weak eyes are fondest of glittering objects. Topic: Eyes
Author: Thomas Carlyle
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. Topic: Faith
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Fame, we may understand, is no sure test of merit, but only a probability of such: it is an accident, not a property of a man. Topic: Fame
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Scarcely two hundred years back can Fame recollect articulately at all; and there she but maunders and mumbles.