There is no life of a man, faithfully recorded, but is a heroic poem of its sort, rhymed or unrhymed.
Thomas CarlyleA sad spectacle. If they be inhabited, what a scope for misery and folly. If they be not inhabited, what a waste of space.
Thomas CarlyleSilence, the great Empire of Silence: higher than all stars; deeper than the Kingdom of Death! It alone is great; all else is small.
Thomas Carlyle