To know, to get into the truth of anything, is ever a mystic art, of which the best logic's can but babble on the surface.
Thomas CarlyleWhat a wretched thing is all fame! A renown of the highest sort endures, say, for two thousand years. And then? Why, then, a fathomless eternity swallows it. Work for eternity; not the meagre rhetorical eternity of the periodical critics, but for the real eternity wherein dwelleth the Divine.
Thomas Carlyle