What we call real estate – the solid ground to build a house on – is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this world rests.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEWhat we call real estate – the solid ground to build a house on – is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this world rests.
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Selfishness is one of the qualities apt to inspire love.
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We go all wrong by too strenuous a resolution to go right.
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This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.
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A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within itself, may after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part.
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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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Life is made up of marble and mud.
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Nobody will use other people’s experience, nor have any of his own till it is too late to use it.
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And there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me.
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Ugliness without tact is horrible.
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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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What we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.
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Families are always rising and falling in America.
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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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Words – so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.
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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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