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.
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.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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The book, if you would see anything in it, requires to be read in the clear, brown, twilight atmosphere in which it was written; if opened in the sunshine, it is apt to look exceedingly like a volume of blank pages.
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I want nothing to do with politicians. Their hearts wither away, and die out of their bodies. Their consciences are turned to india-rubber, or to some substance as black as that, and which will stretch as much.
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It contributes greatly towards a man’s moral and intellectual health, to be brought into habits of companionship with individuals unlike himself, who care little for his pursuits, and whose sphere and abilities he must go out of himself to appreciate.
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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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Accuracy is twin brother to honesty, and inaccuracy to dishonesty.
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Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
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The inward pleasure of imparting pleasure – that is the choicest of all.
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This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.
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If the truth were to be known, everyone would be wearing a scarlet letter of one form or another.
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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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Though we speak nonsense, God will pick out the meaning of it.
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A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
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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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Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.
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And there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me.
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