A singular fact, that, when man is a brute, he is the most sensual and loathsome of all brutes.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEWhat we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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The marble keeps merely a cold and sad memory of a man who would else be forgotten. No man who needs a monument ever ought to have one.
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There is great incongruity in this idea of monuments, since those to whom they are usually dedicated need no such recognition to embalm their memory; and any man who does, is not worthy of one.
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Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, this it overflows upon the outward world.
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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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Moonlight is sculpture.
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To do nothing is the way to be nothing.
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Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.
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I have laughed, in bitterness and agony of heart, at the contrast between what I seem and what I am!
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What we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.
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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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Selfishness is one of the qualities apt to inspire love.
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The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
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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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A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
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Wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these.
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