It contributes greatly towards a man’s moral and intellectual health, to be brought into habits of companionship with individuals unlike himself, who care little for his pursuits, and whose sphere and abilities he must go out of himself to appreciate.
NATHANIEL HAWTHORNEOur Creator would never have made such lovely days, and have given us the deep hearts to enjoy them, above and beyond all thought, unless we were meant to be immortal.
More Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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Death should take me while I am in the mood.
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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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And there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me.
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We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death.
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This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease.
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Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.
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A man’s bewilderment is the measure of his wisdom.
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If the truth were to be known, everyone would be wearing a scarlet letter of one form or another.
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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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Sunlight is painting.
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Ugliness without tact is horrible.
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Dream strange things and make them look like truth.
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Life is made up of marble and mud.
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I want nothing to do with politicians. Their hearts wither away, and die out of their bodies. Their consciences are turned to india-rubber, or to some substance as black as that, and which will stretch as much.
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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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