The illimitable, silent, never-resting thing called Time, rolling, rushing on, swift, silent, like an all-embracing ocean-tide, on which we and all the universe swim like exhalations, like apparitions which are, and then are not…. – Thomas Carlyle
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Nothing that was worthy in the past departs no truth or goodness realized by man ever dies, or can die. – Thomas Carlyle
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