Quote #22
Aesop's Fly, sitting on the axle of the chariot, has been much laughed at for exclaiming: What a dust I do raise!
More from Thomas Carlyle
- : with what scientific stoicism he walks through the land of wonders, unwondering :
- Whoso belongs only to his own age, and reverences only its gilt Popinjays or smoot-smeared Mumbojumbos, must needs die with it.
- Our grand business undoubtedly is, not to see what lies dimly at a distance, but to do what lies clearly at hand.
- The stupendous Fourth Estate, whose wide world-embracing influences what eye can take in?
- A poet without love were a physical and metaphysical impossibility.
- All work is as seed sown; it grows and spreads, and sows itself anew.
- In every man's writings, the character of the writer must lie recorded.
- The work we desire and prize is not the courage to die decently, but to live manfully.