And there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThe inward pleasure of imparting pleasure – that is the choicest of all.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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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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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 have laughed, in bitterness and agony of heart, at the contrast between what I seem and what I am!
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What is the voice of song when the world lacks the ear of taste?
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All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.
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It contributes greatly towards a man’s moral and intellectual health, to be brought into habits of companionship with individuals unlike himself, who care little for his pursuits, and whose sphere and abilities he must go out of himself to appreciate.
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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 a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
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Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
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Eager souls, mystics and revolutionaries, may propose to refashion the world in accordance with their dreams; but evil remains, and so long as it lurks in the secret places of the heart, utopia is only the shadow of a dream.
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A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
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Generosity is the flower of justice.
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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.
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Nobody will use other people’s experience, nor have any of his own till it is too late to use it.
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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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