The 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 HAWTHORNEShe had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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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 must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest.
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I have laughed, in bitterness and agony of heart, at the contrast between what I seem and what I am!
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Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
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My fortune somewhat resembled that of a person who should entertain an idea of committing suicide, and, altogether beyond his hopes, meet with the good hap to be murdered.
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I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house. So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air.
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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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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.
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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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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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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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A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.
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Men of cold passions have quick eyes.
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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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Sunlight is painting.
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