There is an alchemy of quiet malice by which women can concoct a subtle poison from ordinary trifles.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNENobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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A hero cannot be a hero unless in a heroic world.
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Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life of the affections as leaves are to the life of a tree. If they are wholly restrained, love will die at the roots.
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There is evil in every human heart, which may remain latent, perhaps, through the whole of life; but circumstances may rouse it to activity.
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Words – so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.
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Happiness is like a butterfly.
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No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.
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We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.
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Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.
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Just as there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a lovebeam of God’s care and pity for every separate need.
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Nobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness.
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Moonlight is sculpture.
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I find nothing so singular to life as that everything appears to lose its substance the instant one actually grapples with it.
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I want nothing to do with politicians. Their hearts wither away, and die out of their bodies. Their consciences are turned to india-rubber, or to some substance as black as that, and which will stretch as much.
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Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.
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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.
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