No 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 HAWTHORNEI 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.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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Generosity is the flower of justice.
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Nobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness.
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It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom.
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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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Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
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Mountains are earth’s undecaying monuments.
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Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
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Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect whether he chooses to be so or not.
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Happiness is like a butterfly.
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Men of cold passions have quick eyes.
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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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I find nothing so singular to life as that everything appears to lose its substance the instant one actually grapples with it.
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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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What other dungeon is so dark as one’s own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one’s self!
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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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