Carlyle, if not the greatest prose master of our age, by virtue of his original genius and mass of stroke, is the literary dictator of Victorian prose. And, though we all know how wantonly he often misused his mighty gift, though no one now would venture to imitate him even at a distance, and though Matthew Arnold was ever taking up his parable -- "Flee Carlylese as the very Devil!" -- we are all sliding into Carlylese unconsciously from time to time, and even "culture" itself fell into the trap in the very act of warning others.
-- Frederic Harrison (1893)
― alimosina, Thursday, 11 October 2018 16:14 (five years ago) link
His prose style is a wild crash of waves that's pretty gnarly whenever I manage to shoot the curl, but one of him was probably enough for the world.
― Extra Shprankles (Old Lunch), Thursday, 11 October 2018 16:42 (five years ago) link
as a stylist he's the English Melville.
― You like queer? I like queer. Still like queer. (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Thursday, 11 October 2018 16:48 (five years ago) link
Scottish.
― Zach Same (Tom D.), Thursday, 11 October 2018 16:50 (five years ago) link
better!
― You like queer? I like queer. Still like queer. (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Thursday, 11 October 2018 16:51 (five years ago) link
lol
― Zach Same (Tom D.), Thursday, 11 October 2018 16:52 (five years ago) link
You can take the boy out of Ecclefechan...
― Zach Same (Tom D.), Thursday, 11 October 2018 16:53 (five years ago) link