The calmer thought is not always the right thought, just as the distant view is not always the truest view.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEWhen scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house. So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air.
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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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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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Sunlight is painting.
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What is the voice of song when the world lacks the ear of taste?
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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 a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another should rest on the same pillow.
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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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A singular fact, that, when man is a brute, he is the most sensual and loathsome of all brutes.
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Happiness is like a butterfly.
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If the truth were to be known, everyone would be wearing a scarlet letter of one form or another.
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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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Life is made up of marble and mud.
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Happiness is not found in things you possess, but in what you have the courage to release.
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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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