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.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEWhat we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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There is an alchemy of quiet malice by which women can concoct a subtle poison from ordinary trifles.
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Ugliness without tact is horrible.
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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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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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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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What other dungeon is so dark as one’s own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one’s self!
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Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
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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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A man’s bewilderment is the measure of his wisdom.
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Words – so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.
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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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Mountains are earth’s undecaying monuments.
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Moonlight is sculpture.
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A hero cannot be a hero unless in a heroic world.
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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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