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 HAWTHORNEOh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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Articulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.
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Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart!
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Dream strange things and make them look like truth.
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What is the voice of song when the world lacks the ear of taste?
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We must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest.
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Moonlight is sculpture.
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What a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another should rest on the same pillow.
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My fortune somewhat resembled that of a person who should entertain an idea of committing suicide, and, altogether beyond his hopes, meet with the good hap to be murdered.
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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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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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Life is made up of marble and mud.
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The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may going to prove one’s self a fool.
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This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.
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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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Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
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