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.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThere 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.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEWhat is the voice of song when the world lacks the ear of taste?
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEWe must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEJust as there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a lovebeam of God’s care and pity for every separate need.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThe 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.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEGenerosity is the flower of justice.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEEager souls, mystics and revolutionaries, may propose to refashion the world in accordance with their dreams; but evil remains, and so long as it lurks in the secret places of the heart, utopia is only the shadow of a dream.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEOh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEEasy reading is damn hard writing.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNENo man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEHappiness is like a butterfly.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEShe had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThe thing you set your mind on is the thing you ultimately become.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThere is evil in every human heart, which may remain latent, perhaps, through the whole of life; but circumstances may rouse it to activity.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEThe world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEMen of cold passions have quick eyes.
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