There is an alchemy of quiet malice by which women can concoct a subtle poison from ordinary trifles.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEIf mankind were all intellect, they would be continually changing, so that one age would be entirely unlike another. The great conservative is the heart, which remains the same in all ages; so that commonplaces of a thousand years’ standing are as effective as ever.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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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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A singular fact, that, when man is a brute, he is the most sensual and loathsome of all brutes.
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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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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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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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Sunlight is painting.
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The calmer thought is not always the right thought, just as the distant view is not always the truest view.
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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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Happiness is like a butterfly.
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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.
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This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.
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A man’s bewilderment is the measure of his wisdom.
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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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Mankind are earthen jugs with spirits in them.
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Salt is white and pure – there is something holy in salt.
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