The work an unknown good man has done is like a vein of water flowing hidden underground, secretly making the ground green.
Thomas CarlyleRead
Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.
Interpretation
Love possesses elements of both rationality and irrationality, blending clarity with emotional intensity.
In this quote, Thomas Carlyle suggests that while love is not purely a state of madness or delirium, it shares several characteristics with such a mental state. It indicates that love can be overwhelming and can lead to a loss of normal reasoning, yet it also remains grounded in real emotions and connections that evoke both passion and clarity.
In practice
During a wedding speech, one might say, 'As Thomas Carlyle expressed, love is not all delirium; it's a beautiful blend of clarity and passion.'
The work an unknown good man has done is like a vein of water flowing hidden underground, secretly making the ground green.
Thirty millions, mostly fools.
There is a great discovery still to be made in literature, that of paying literary men by the quantity they do not write.
For the superior morality, of which we hear so much, we too would desire to be thankful: at the same time, it were but blindness to deny that this superior morality is properly rather an inferior criminality, produced not by greater love of Virtue, but by greater perfection of Police; and of that far subtler and stronger Police, called Public Opinion.
Enjoying things which are pleasant; that is not the evil; it is the reducing of our moral self to slavery by them that is.
Clean undeniable right, clear undeniable might: either of these once ascertained puts an end to battle. All battle is a confused experiment to ascertain one and both of these.
That old black magic has me in its spell, That old black magic that you weave so well; Icy fingers up and down my spine, The same old witchcraft when your eyes meet mine.
All that man has to say or do that can possibly concern mankind is in some shape or other to tell the story of his love-to sing, and, if he is fortunate and keeps alive, he will be forever in love.
The choice to be used as an instrument of love, right here, right now, is a choice for personal empowerment.
How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.
Whilst my physicians by their love are grown Cosmographers, and I their map, who lie Flat on this bed.
Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
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