Sunlight is like the breath of life to the pomp of autumn. Nathaniel Hawthorne More Quotes by Nathaniel Hawthorne More Quotes From Nathaniel Hawthorne The world owes all its onward impulses to men ill at ease. The happy man inevitably confines himself within ancient limits. Nathaniel Hawthorne joy happiness men No summer ever came back, and no two summers ever were alike. Times change, and people change; and if our hearts do not change as readily, so much the worse for us. Nathaniel Hawthorne summer heart two Human nature will not flourish, any more than a potato, if it be planted and replanted, for too long a series of generations, in the same worn-out soil. My children have had other birthplaces, and, so far as their fortunes may be within my control, shall strike their roots into unaccustomed earth. Nathaniel Hawthorne nature roots children It is to the credit of human nature that, except where its selfishness is brought into play, it loves more readily than it hates. Nathaniel Hawthorne selfishness hate play We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream; it may be so the moment after death. Nathaniel Hawthorne suicide dream death Death should take me while I am in the mood. Nathaniel Hawthorne mood should death 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 Hawthorne appreciate intellectual men A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within itself, may after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part. Nathaniel Hawthorne medicine health spiritual Death was too definite an object to be wished for or avoided. Nathaniel Hawthorne definite avoided objects Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared. Nathaniel Hawthorne latter men enemy When the Artist rises high enough to achieve the Beautiful, the symbol by which he makes it perceptible to mortal senses becomes of little value in his eyes, while his spirit possesses Nathaniel Hawthorne eye artist beautiful This world owes all its forward impulses to people ill at ease. Nathaniel Hawthorne progress ease people I heard a neigh. Oh, such a brisk and melodious neigh it was. My very heart leapt with the sound. Nathaniel Hawthorne horse sound heart In all her intercourse with society, however, there was nothing that made her feel as if she belonged to it... She stood apart from mortal interests, yet close beside them, like a ghost that revisits the familiar fireside, and can no longer make itself seen or felt. Nathaniel Hawthorne interest ghost made In our nature, however, there is a provision, alike marvelous and merciful, that the sufferer should never know the intensity of what he endures by its present torture, but chiefly by the pang that rankles after it. Nathaniel Hawthorne intensity provision should The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and lastly, the solid cash. Nathaniel Hawthorne family-and-friends writing friendship Families are always rising and falling in America. Nathaniel Hawthorne rising america fall What would a man do, if he were compelled to live always in the sultry heat of society, and could never bathe himself in cool solitude? Nathaniel Hawthorne heat solitude men The present is burdened too much with the past. We have not time, in our earthly existence, to appreciate what is warm with life, and immediately around us. Nathaniel Hawthorne appreciate too-much past Come, therefore, and let us fling mud at them! Nathaniel Hawthorne fling mud funny
