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
Secrecy is the element of all goodness even virtue, even beauty is mysterious. – Thomas Carlyle
None of us will ever accomplish anything excellent or commanding except when he listens to this whisper which is heard by him alone. – Thomas Carlyle
No person was every rightly understood until they had been first regarded with a certain feeling, not of tolerance, but of sympathy. – Thomas Carlyle
If they can prove that I am wrong by that time, I will give it up to their wisdom, but not after to any ones judgment, till I see the end of another year for the Lord will begin with a new century and I will see what he will do, before I will hearken to any mans judgment. – Joanna Southcott