Ugliness without tact is horrible.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThe 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.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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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 calmer thought is not always the right thought, just as the distant view is not always the truest view.
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The trees reflected in the river – they are unconscious of a spiritual world so near to them. So are we.
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A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
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Happiness is not found in things you possess, but in what you have the courage to release.
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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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Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have caught happiness without dreaming of it.
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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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What other dungeon is so dark as one’s own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one’s self!
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Mountains are earth’s undecaying monuments.
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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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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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Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
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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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