A man’s bewilderment is the measure of his wisdom.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNE
When scattered clouds are resting on the bosoms of hills, it seems as if one might climb into the heavenly region, earth being so intermixed with sky, and gradually transformed into it.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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A man’s bewilderment is the measure of his wisdom.
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We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
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Sunlight is painting.
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Mountains are earth’s undecaying monuments.
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This above all: be true, be true, be true.
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There is something truer and more real, than what we can see with the eyes, and touch with the finger.
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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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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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Salt is white and pure – there is something holy in salt.
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Accuracy is twin brother to honesty, and inaccuracy to dishonesty.
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Selfishness is one of the qualities apt to inspire love.
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A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
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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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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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Eager 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.
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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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