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
Under all speech that is good for anything there lies a silence that is better, Silence is deep as Eternity speech is shallow as Time. – Thomas Carlyle

