389 ordspråk av Thomas Carlyle
Thomas Carlyle
To reform a world, to reform a nation, no wise man will undertake; and all but foolish men know, that the only solid, though a far slower reformation, is what each begins and perfects on himself.
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To the mean eye all things are trivial, as certainly as to the jaundiced they are yellow.
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To the vulgar eye, few things are wonderful that are not distant
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To us also, through every star, through every blade of grass, is not God made visible if we will open our minds and our eyes.
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Today is not yesterday: we ourselves change; how can our works and thoughts, if they are always to be the fittest, continue always the same? Change, indeed is painful; yet ever needful; and if memory have its force and worth, so also has hope.
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Transcendental moonshine.
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True humor springs not more from the head than from the heart. It is not contempt; its essence is love. It issues not in laughter, but in still smiles, which lie far deeper.
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Trust not the heart of that man for whom old clothes are not venerable
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Twenty-seven millions, mostly fools
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Under all speech that is good for anything there lies a silence that is better. Silence is deep as Eternity; speech is shallow as Time.
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Variety is the condition of harmony.
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Very good. All you have to do is be crucified, rise the third day, and get the world to believe you are still alive. Then your new religion will have a chance.
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Violence does even justice unjustly
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Virtue is like health: the harmony of the whole man.
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War is a quarrel between two thieves too cowardly to fight their own battle.
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