This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNENobody will use other people’s experience, nor have any of his own till it is too late to use it.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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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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At no time are people so sedulously careful to keep their trifling appointments, attend to their ordinary occupations, and thus put a commonplace aspect on life, as when conscious of some secret that if suspected would make them look monstrous in the general eye.
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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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Though we speak nonsense, God will pick out the meaning of it.
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Selfishness is one of the qualities apt to inspire love.
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Mountains are earth’s undecaying monuments.
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There is evil in every human heart, which may remain latent, perhaps, through the whole of life; but circumstances may rouse it to activity.
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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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Generosity is the flower of justice.
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What we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.
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A hero cannot be a hero unless in a heroic world.
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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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Men of cold passions have quick eyes.
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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.
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