A singular fact, that, when man is a brute, he is the most sensual and loathsome of all brutes. Nathaniel Hawthorne More Quotes by Nathaniel Hawthorne More Quotes From Nathaniel Hawthorne 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. Nathaniel Hawthorne motivationalinspirationallife Happiness is not found in things you possess, but in what you have the courage to release. Nathaniel Hawthorne releasefound 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 Hawthorne being-yourselfdepressionmen Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect whether he chooses to be so or not. Nathaniel Hawthorne greatnessself-esteeminspirational The thing you set your mind on is the thing you ultimately become. Nathaniel Hawthorne law-of-attractionmindpositive 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. Nathaniel Hawthorne honestywritingintegrity If the truth were to be known, everyone would be wearing a scarlet letter of one form or another. Nathaniel Hawthorne formwould-beletters We must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest. Nathaniel Hawthorne literaturehappensforests To do nothing is the way to be nothing. Nathaniel Hawthorne way 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. Nathaniel Hawthorne ageheartyears It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom. Each, in its utmost development, supposes a high degree of intimacy and heart-knowledge; each renders one individual dependent for the food of his affections and spiritual life upon another; each leaves the passionate lover, or the no less passionate hater, forlorn and desolate by the withdrawal of his object. Nathaniel Hawthorne hatespiritualheart And there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me. Nathaniel Hawthorne long-agowaitingworld 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. Nathaniel Hawthorne blackindiaheart Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living. Nathaniel Hawthorne years Echo is the voice of a reflection in a mirror. Nathaniel Hawthorne echoesmirrorsreflection Life is made up of marble and mud. Nathaniel Hawthorne mudmadelife 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. Nathaniel Hawthorne perspectiveartistthinking 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. Nathaniel Hawthorne earthskyclouds Christian faith is a grand cathedral, with divinely pictured windows. Standing without, you see no glory, nor can possibly imagine any; standing within, every ray of light reveals a harmony of unspeakable splendors. Nathaniel Hawthorne rayslightfaith Do anything, save to lie down and die! Nathaniel Hawthorne down-anddieslying
