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And there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

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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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Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.
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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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To the untrue man, the whole universe is false- it is impalpable- it shrinks to nothing within his grasp. And he himself is in so far as he shows himself in a false light, becomes a shadow, or, indeed, ceases to exist.
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We go all wrong by too strenuous a resolution to go right.
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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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Just as there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a lovebeam of God’s care and pity for every separate need.
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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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Salt is white and pure – there is something holy in salt.
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There is an alchemy of quiet malice by which women can concoct a subtle poison from ordinary trifles.
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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 something truer and more real, than what we can see with the eyes, and touch with the finger.
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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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We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
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Families are always rising and falling in America.
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And there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me.
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