A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNENobody, 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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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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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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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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Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.
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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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Ugliness without tact is horrible.
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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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My fortune somewhat resembled that of a person who should entertain an idea of committing suicide, and, altogether beyond his hopes, meet with the good hap to be murdered.
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Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
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This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.
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Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.
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Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.
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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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What other dungeon is so dark as one’s own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one’s self!
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This above all: be true, be true, be true.
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