There is a perennial nobleness, and even sacredness, in work. Were he never so benighted, forgetful of his high calling, there is always hope in a man that actually and earnestly works: in idleness alone there is perpetual despair.
Thomas Carlyle (1795 - 1881)
Contributed by: Zaady
Nothing that was worthy in the past departs; no truth or goodness realized by man ever dies, or can die; but is all still here, and, recognized or not, lives and works through endless changes.
Of all paths a man could strike into, there is, at any given moment, a best path for every man; to find this path, and to walk in it, is the one thing needful for him.
Every new opinion at its starting is precisely a minority of one.
Originality is a thing we constantly clamour for, and constantly quarrel with.
No man sees far, the most see no farther than their noses.
A man's perfection is his work.
A well-written life is almost as rare as a well-spent one.
Give me a man who sings at his work.
The glory of a workman, still more of a master workman, that he does his work well, ought to be his most precious possession; like the honor of a soldier, dearer to him than life.
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