For man is not the creature and product of Mechanism; but, in a far truer sense, its creator and producer. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
That there should one man die ignorant who had capacity for knowledge, this I call a tragedy. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Man's Unhappiness, as I construe, comes of his Greatness; it is because there is an Infinite in him, with which all his… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
No nobler feeling than this, of admiration for one higher than himself, dwells in the breast of man. It is to this… — 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
All sorts of Heroes are intrinsically of the same material; that given a great soul, open to the Divine Significance of Life,… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
All work of man is as the swimmer's: a vast ocean threatens to devour him; if he front it not bravely, it… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
No great man lives in vain. The history of the world is but the biography of great men. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
I never heard tell of any clever man that came of entirely stupid people. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
There are depths in man that go to the lowest hell, and heights that reach the highest heaven, for are not both… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
No man at bottom means injustice; it is always for some obscure distorted image of a right that he contends: an obscure… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
... There is always hope in a man who actually and earnestly works. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Universal history, the history of what man has accomplished in this world, is at bottom the History of the Great Men who… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
What this country needs is a man who knows God other than by heresay. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
The Great Man's sincerity is of the kind he cannot speak of, is not conscious of: nay, I suppose, he is conscious… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
I think Scandinavian Paganism, to us here, is more interesting than any other. It is, for one thing, the latest; it continued… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
There is in man a higher than love of happiness; he can do without happiness, and instead thereof find blessedness. — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
There must be a new world if there is to be any world at all!... These days of universal death must be… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Men are grown mechanical in head and in the heart, as well as in the hand. They have lost faith in individual… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
God gave you that gifted tongue of yours, and set it between your teeth, to make known your true meaning to us,… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
Man is, and was always, a block-head and dullard; much readier to feel and digest, than to think and consider. — 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
