Author: Thomas Carlyle

Cited by

• Elaine Dimopoulos (1)
  • IN: Material Girls (2015) Science Fiction, Young Adult Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The first purpose of Clothes . . . was not warmth or decency, but ornament.
    FROM: Sartor Resartus, (1833), Novel, UK
• Stephen King (1)
  • IN: The Long Walk (1979) Fiction, Psychological Horror, Dystopia, American
    EPIGRAPH: “To me the Universe was all void of Life, or Purpose, of Volition, even of Hostility; it was one huge, dead, immeasurable Steam-engine, rolling on, in its dead indifference, to grind me limb from limb. O vast, gloomy, solitary Golgotha, and Mill of Death! Why was the Living banished thither companionless, conscious? Why, if there is no Devil; nay, unless the Devil is your God?”
    FROM: Sartor Resartus, (1834), Novel, UK
• Scott Pratt (1)
  • IN: Judgment Cometh (And That Right Soon) (2016) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: Foolish men imagine that because judgment for an evil thing is delayed, there is no justice; but only accident here below. Judgment for an evil thing is many times delayed for some day or two, some century or two, but it is sure as life, it is sure as death.
    FROM: NULL, (None), [NA], UK
• Don Pendleton (1)
  • IN: War Against the Mafia (1969) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The courage we desire and prize is not the courage to die decently, but to live manfully
    FROM: Boswell's Life of Johnson, (1832), Article, UK
• Bonnie MacBird (1)
  • IN: Art in the Blood (2015) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom.
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Allison Lynn (1)
  • IN: The Exiles (2013) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: How wild are our wishes, how frantic our schemes of happiness when we first enter on the world!
    FROM: Letter to Jane Welsh, (1825), Letter, UK
• Brad Listi (1)
  • IN: Attention Deficit Disorder (2006) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: The universe is but one vast Symbol of God.
    FROM: Sartor Resartus, (1836), Novel, UK
• Isabel Wolff (1)
  • IN: Rescuing Rose (2004) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Why did not somebody teach me the constellations and make me at home in the starry heavens which are always overhead and which I don't know to this day?
    FROM: NULL, (None), NULL, UK
• Roy Kesey (1)
  • IN: Pacazo (2011) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: (I)t is an ever-living, ever-working Chaos of Being, wherein shape after shape bodies itself forth from innumerable elements.
    FROM: "On History", (1830), Essay, UK
• Emma Orczy (1)
  • IN: The Triumph of the Scarlet Pimpernel (1922) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: “The everlasting stars look down, like glistening eyes bright with immortal pitt, over the lot of man”
    FROM: The French Revolution, (1837), NULL, UK
• Percy Sykes (1)
  • IN: Ten Thousand Miles in Persia (1902) Fiction, British
    EPIGRAPH: Towns also and cities, especially the ancient, I failed not to look upon with interest. How beautiful to see thereby, as through a long vista, into the remote Time ; to have, as it were, an actual section of almost the earliest Past brought safe into the Present, and set before your eyes !
    FROM: Sartor Resartus, (1836), Novel, UK
• Dean Koontz (2)
  • IN: The Whispering Room (2017) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: [In the hive} bees will no work except in darkness; thought will not work except in silence; neither will virtue work except in secrecy
    FROM: Sartor Resartus, (1834), Novel, UK
  • IN: The Silent Corner (2017) Fiction, American
    EPIGRAPH: I look down into all the wasp-nest or bee-hive… and witness their wax-laying and honey-making, and poison-brewing, and choking by sulphur.
    FROM: Sartor Resartus, (1834), Novel, UK