Salt is white and pure – there is something holy in salt.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEIf the truth were to be known, everyone would be wearing a scarlet letter of one form or another.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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What we call real estate – the solid ground to build a house on – is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this world rests.
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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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I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house. So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air.
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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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To do nothing is the way to be nothing.
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Men of cold passions have quick eyes.
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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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Mankind are earthen jugs with spirits in them.
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Dream strange things and make them look like truth.
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Though we speak nonsense, God will pick out the meaning of it.
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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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Sunlight is painting.
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Happiness is like a butterfly.
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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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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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