Friendship, in the old heroic sense of that term, no longer exists. It is in reality no longer expected or recognized as a virtue among men.
Thomas CarlyleOur very walking is an incessant falling; a falling and a catching of ourselves before we come actually to the pavement. It is emblematic of all things a man does.
Thomas CarlyleIs manโs civilization only a wrappage, through which the savage nature of him can still burst, infernal as ever?
Thomas Carlyle