Silence is as deep as eternity, speech a shallow as time. – Thomas Carlyle
Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come. – Thomas Carlyle
Silence is as deep as eternity, speech a shallow as time. – Thomas Carlyle
Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come. – Thomas Carlyle
In the true Literary Man there is thus ever, acknowledged or not by the world, a sacredness: he is the light of the world; the worlds Priest; — guiding it, like a sacred Pillar of Fire, in its dark pilgrimage through the waste of Time. – Thomas Carlyle
A person with half volition goes backwards and forwards, but makes no progress on even the smoothest of roads. – Thomas Carlyle