How indestructibly the good grows, and propagates itself, even among the weedy entanglements of evil.
Thomas CarlyleIs manโs civilization only a wrappage, through which the savage nature of him can still burst, infernal as ever?
Thomas CarlyleFor man is not the creature and product of Mechanism; but, in a far truer sense, its creator and producer.
Thomas CarlyleThe only happiness a brave person ever troubles themselves in asking about, is happiness enough to get their work done.
Thomas CarlyleWe are to remember what an umpire Nature is; what a greatness, composure of depth and tolerance there is in her. You take wheat to cast into the Earth's bosom; your wheat may be mixed with chaff, chopped straw, barn-sweepings, dust and all imaginable rubbish; no matter: you cast it into the kind just Earth; she grows the wheat, - the whole rubbish she silently absorbs, shrouds it in, says nothing of the rubbish.
Thomas Carlyle