A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within itself, may after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEA singular fact, that, when man is a brute, he is the most sensual and loathsome of all brutes.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
-
-
Mankind are earthen jugs with spirits in them.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
Accuracy is twin brother to honesty, and inaccuracy to dishonesty.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
There is an alchemy of quiet malice by which women can concoct a subtle poison from ordinary trifles.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
Articulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
Men of cold passions have quick eyes.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
The book, if you would see anything in it, requires to be read in the clear, brown, twilight atmosphere in which it was written; if opened in the sunshine, it is apt to look exceedingly like a volume of blank pages.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
Though we speak nonsense, God will pick out the meaning of it.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
What we call real estate – the solid ground to build a house on – is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this world rests.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
To the untrue man, the whole universe is false- it is impalpable- it shrinks to nothing within his grasp. And he himself is in so far as he shows himself in a false light, becomes a shadow, or, indeed, ceases to exist.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
Life is made up of marble and mud.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
I find nothing so singular to life as that everything appears to lose its substance the instant one actually grapples with it.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE -
A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE