Nobody will use other people’s experience, nor have any of his own till it is too late to use it.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEWhat other dungeon is so dark as one’s own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one’s self!
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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This above all: be true, be true, be true.
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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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Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.
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Though we speak nonsense, God will pick out the meaning of it.
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To do nothing is the way to be nothing.
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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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Eager souls, mystics and revolutionaries, may propose to refashion the world in accordance with their dreams; but evil remains, and so long as it lurks in the secret places of the heart, utopia is only the shadow of a dream.
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Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.
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I have come to see the nonsense of attempting to describe fine scenery. There is no such possibility. If scenery could be adequately reproduced in words, there would have been no need of God’s making it in reality.
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When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.
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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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Families are always rising and falling in America.
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Moonlight is sculpture.
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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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What other dungeon is so dark as one’s own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one’s self!
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE