Men of cold passions have quick eyes.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEA 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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Easy reading is damn hard writing.
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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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The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may going to prove one’s self a fool.
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Life is made up of marble and mud.
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Sunlight is painting.
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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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What we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.
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I find nothing so singular to life as that everything appears to lose its substance the instant one actually grapples with it.
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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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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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The calmer thought is not always the right thought, just as the distant view is not always the truest view.
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Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
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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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What a happy and holy fashion it is that those who love one another should rest on the same pillow.
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