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.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEEasy reading is damn hard writing.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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A singular fact, that, when man is a brute, he is the most sensual and loathsome of all brutes.
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Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.
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Happiness is not found in things you possess, but in what you have the courage to release.
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A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
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If mankind were all intellect, they would be continually changing, so that one age would be entirely unlike another. The great conservative is the heart, which remains the same in all ages; so that commonplaces of a thousand years’ standing are as effective as ever.
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We go all wrong by too strenuous a resolution to go right.
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Articulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.
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Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror.
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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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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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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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What other dungeon is so dark as one’s own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one’s self!
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Moonlight is sculpture.
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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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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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