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.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThere is an alchemy of quiet malice by which women can concoct a subtle poison from ordinary trifles.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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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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A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
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We go all wrong by too strenuous a resolution to go right.
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Men of cold passions have quick eyes.
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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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A hero cannot be a hero unless in a heroic world.
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The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may going to prove one’s self a fool.
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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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Moonlight is sculpture.
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The thing you set your mind on is the thing you ultimately become.
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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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There is great incongruity in this idea of monuments, since those to whom they are usually dedicated need no such recognition to embalm their memory; and any man who does, is not worthy of one.
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The inward pleasure of imparting pleasure – that is the choicest of all.
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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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I have come to see the nonsense of attempting to describe fine scenery. There is no such possibility. If scenery could be adequately reproduced in words, there would have been no need of God’s making it in reality.
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