There is an alchemy of quiet malice by which women can concoct a subtle poison from ordinary trifles.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEOh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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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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What is the voice of song when the world lacks the ear of taste?
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Death should take me while I am in the mood.
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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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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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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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Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
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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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At no time are people so sedulously careful to keep their trifling appointments, attend to their ordinary occupations, and thus put a commonplace aspect on life, as when conscious of some secret that if suspected would make them look monstrous in the general eye.
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Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.
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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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The thing you set your mind on is the thing you ultimately become.
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It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom.
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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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No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.
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