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.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThe calmer thought is not always the right thought, just as the distant view is not always the truest view.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.
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Men of cold passions have quick eyes.
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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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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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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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To do nothing is the way to be nothing.
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All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.
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She had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.
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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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We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
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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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Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, this it overflows upon the outward world.
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My fortune somewhat resembled that of a person who should entertain an idea of committing suicide, and, altogether beyond his hopes, meet with the good hap to be murdered.
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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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Sunlight is painting.
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