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.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEI have laughed, in bitterness and agony of heart, at the contrast between what I seem and what I am!
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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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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Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
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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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The thing you set your mind on is the thing you ultimately become.
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She had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.
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Happiness is like a butterfly.
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We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.
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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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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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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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Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have caught happiness without dreaming of it.
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The trees reflected in the river – they are unconscious of a spiritual world so near to them. So are we.
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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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Articulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.
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Mankind are earthen jugs with spirits in them.
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