The essence of humor is sensibility; warm, tender fellow-feeling with all forms of existence. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
All deep things are song. It seems somehow the very central essence of us, song; as if all the rest were but… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
There is a majesty and mystery in nature, take her as you will. The essence of poetry comes breathing to a mind… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Labor is life: from the inmost heart of the worker rises his God-given force, the sacred celestial life-essence breathed into him by… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
True humor springs not more from the head than from the heart. It is not contempt; its essence is love. It issues… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Why multiply instances? It is written, the Heavens and the Earth shall fade away like a Vesture; which indeed they are: the… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Are we not Spirits, that are shaped into a body, into an Appearance; and that fade away again into air and Invisibility?… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
O thou that pinest in the imprisonment of the Actual, and criest bitterly to the gods for a kingdom wherein to rule and create,… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
No sadder proof can be given by a man of his own littleness than disbelief in great men. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
Fame, we may understand, is no sure test of merit, but only a probability of such: it is an accident, not a property, of… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
Be a pattern to others, and then all will go well; for as a whole city is affected by the licentious passions and vices… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
The glory of a workman, still more of a master workman, that he does his work well, ought to be his most precious possession;… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
All human things do require to have an ideal in them; to have some soul in them. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
Insurrection, never so necessary, is a most sad necessity; and governors who wait for that to instruct them are surely getting into the fatalest… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
Let Time and Chance combine, combine! Let Time and Chance combine! The fairest love from heaven above, That love of yours was mine, My… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
Does not every true man feel that he is himself made higher by doing reverence to what is really above him? — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share
