The heart of true womanhood knows where its own sphere is, and never seeks to stray beyond it!
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEWhat is the voice of song when the world lacks the ear of taste?
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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Ugliness without tact is horrible.
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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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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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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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A singular fact, that, when man is a brute, he is the most sensual and loathsome of all brutes.
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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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Families are always rising and falling in America.
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Mountains are earth’s undecaying monuments.
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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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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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Dream strange things and make them look like truth.
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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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Our Creator would never have made such lovely days, and have given us the deep hearts to enjoy them, above and beyond all thought, unless we were meant to be immortal.
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To do nothing is the way to be nothing.
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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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