Our grand business undoubtedly is, not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
With respect to duels, indeed, I have my own ideas. Few things in this so surprising world strike me with more surprise.… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Our main business is not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
It is no very good symptom, either of nations or individuals, that they deal much in vaticination. Happy men are full of… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
We were wise indeed, could we discern truly the signs of our own time; and by knowledge of its wants and advantages,… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Wealth has more and more increased, and at the same time gathered itself more and more into masses, strangely altering the old… — 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 Image
No sadder proof can be given by a man of his own littleness than disbelief in great men. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
All human things do require to have an ideal in them; to have some soul in them. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
