Sartor Resartus: The Life and Opinions of Herr Teufelsdröckh ; in Three Books

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G. Richards, 1902 - 264 sider

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Side 221 - In Being's floods, in Action's storm, I walk and work, above, beneath, Work and weave in endless motion! Birth and Death, An infinite ocean; A seizing and giving The fire of Living: 'Tis thus at the roaring Loom of Time I ply, And weave for God the Garment thou seest Him by.
Side 157 - Most true is it, as a wise man teaches us, that "Doubt of any sort cannot be removed except by Action." On which ground, too, let him who gropes painfully in darkness or uncertain light, and prays vehemently that the dawn may ripen into day, lay this other precept well to heart, which to me was of inValuable service: "Do the Duty which lies nearest thee," which thou knowest to be a Duty ! Thy second Duty will already have become clearer.
Side 153 - I then said, that the Fraction of Life can be increased in value not so much by increasing your Numerator as by lessening your Denominator. Nay, unless my Algebra deceive me, Unity itself divided by Zero will give Infinity. Make thy claim of wages a zero, then; thou hast the world under thy feet. Well did the Wisest of our time write : ' It is only with Renunciation (Entsageri) that Life, properly speaking, can be said to begin.
Side 157 - Conviction, were it never so excellent, is worthless till it convert itself into Conduct. Nay properly Conviction is not possible till then; inasmuch as all Speculation is by nature endless, formless, a vortex amid vortices: only by a felt indubitable certainty of Experience does it find any centre to revolve round, and so fashion itself into a system. Most true is it, as a wise man teaches us, that "Doubt of any sort cannot be removed except by Action.
Side 158 - Produce! Were it but the pitifullest infinitesimal ‘fraction of a Product, produce it, in God's name! ‘‘Tis the utmost thou hast in thee: out with it, then. ‘Up, up! Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it ‘with thy whole might. Work while it is called ‘Today; for the Night cometh, wherein no man can ‘work.
Side 213 - To the Minnow every cranny and pebble, and quality and accident, of its little native Creek may have become familiar ; but does the Minnow understand the Ocean Tides and periodic Currents, the Trade-winds, and Monsoons, and Moon's Eclipses...
Side 220 - Thus, like some wild-flaming, wildthundering train of Heaven's Artillery, does this mysterious MANKIND thunder and flame, in long-drawn, quick-succeeding grandeur, through the unknown Deep. Thus, like a God-created, firebreathing Spirit-host, we emerge from the Inane; haste stormfully across the astonished Earth ; then plunge again into the Inane.
Side 158 - Fool! the Ideal is in thyself, the impediment too is in thyself: thy Condition is but the stuff thou art to shape that same Ideal out of: what matters whether such stuff be of this sort or that, so the Form thou give it be heroic, be poetic?
Side 129 - Is the heroic inspiration we name Virtue but some Passion; some bubble of the blood, bubbling in the direction others profit by ? I know not : only this I know, If what thou namest Happiness be our true aim, then are we all astray.
Side 152 - Man's Unhappiness, as I construe, comes of his Greatness ; it is because there is an Infinite in him, which with all his cunning he cannot quite bury under the Finite. Will the whole Finance Ministers and Upholsterers and Confectioners of modern Europe undertake, in joint-stock company, to make one Shoeblack Happy?

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