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.
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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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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What we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.
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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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Salt is white and pure – there is something holy in salt.
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Just as there comes a warm sunbeam into every cottage window, so comes a lovebeam of God’s care and pity for every separate need.
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Mountains are earth’s undecaying monuments.
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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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Generosity is the flower of justice.
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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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Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
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This above all: be true, be true, be true.
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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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Sunlight is painting.
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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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Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart!
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