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A single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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Happiness is like a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
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life-happiness
inspirational
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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She had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house." [ , Oct. 10, 1842]"
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nature
sunshine
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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Death should take me while I am in the mood.
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humor
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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Love, whether newly born or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, that it overflows upon the outward world.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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.
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heart
love
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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She could no longer borrow from the future to ease her present grief.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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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marriage
passion
love
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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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self
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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It is to the credit of human nature, that, except where its selfishness is brought into play, it loves more readily than it hates. Hatred, by a gradual and quiet process, will even be transformed to love, unless the change be impeded by a continually new irritation of the original feeling of hostility.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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She wanted--what some people want throughout life--a grief that should deeply touch her, and thus humanize and make her capable of sympathy.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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She had wandered, without rule or guidance, into a moral wilderness... Her intellect and heart had their home, as it were, in desert places, where she roamed as freely as the wild Indian in his woods... The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers--stern and wild ones--and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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We men of study, whose heads are in our books, have need to be straightly looked after! We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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Do anything, save to lie down and die!
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just-do-it
live-life
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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.
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solitude
society
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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It is a good lesson - though it may often be a hard one - for a man... to step aside out of the narrow circle in which his claims are recognized, and to find how utterly devoid of significance, beyond that circle, is all that he achieves, and all he aims at.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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if truth were everywhere to be shown, a scarlet letter would blaze forth on many a bosom...
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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There is something truer and more real, than what we can see with the eyes, and touch with the finger.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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Some attribute had departed from her, the permanence of which had been essential to keep her a woman. Such is frequently the fate, and such the stern development, of the feminine character and person, when the woman has encountered, and lived through, an experience of peculiar severity. If she be all tenderness, she will die. If she survive, the tenderness will either be crushed out of her, or--and the outward semblance is the same--crushed..
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pain
sorrow
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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It is remarkable, that persons who speculate the most boldly often conform with the most perfect quietude to the external regulations of society. The thoughts alone suffice them, without investing itself in the flesh and blood of action.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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Shall we never never get rid of this Past? ... It lies upon the Present like a giant's dead body.
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present
weight
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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Hold thy peace, dear little Pearl!" whispered her mother. "We must not always talk in the market-place of what happens to us in the forest."
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so in exorable as one's self!
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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There are many things in this world that a child must not ask about.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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The sorrow that lay cold in her mother's heart... converted it into a tomb.
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sorrow
sadness
tomb
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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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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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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It [the scarlet letter] had the effect of a spell, taking her out of the ordinary relations with humanity, and enclosing her in a sphere by herself.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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When an uninstructed multitude attempts to see with its eyes, it is exceedingly apt to be deceived.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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Depending upon one another's hearts, ye had still hoped that virtue were not all a dream. Now are ye undeceived. Evil is the nature of mankind.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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It is very queer, but not the less true, that people are generally quite as vain, or even more so, of their deficiencies than of their available gifts.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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But this had been a sin of passion, not of principle, nor even purpose.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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The fiend in his own shape is less hideous than when he rages in the breast of men.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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It was no wonder that they thus questioned one another's actual and bodily existence, and even doubted of their own. So strangely did they meet in the dim wood, that it was like the first encounter, in the world beyond the grave, of the two spirits who had been intimately connected in their former life, but now stood coldly shuddering, in mutual dread, as not yet familiar with their state, more wonted to the companionship of disembodied bei..
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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No, my little Pearl! Thou must gather thine own sunshine. I have none to give thee.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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But there is a fatality, a feeling so irresistible and inevitable that it has the force of doom, which almost invariably compels human beings to linger around and haunt, ghost-like, the spot where some great and marked event has given the colour to their lifetime; and, still the more irresistibly, the darker the tinge that saddens it.
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wistfulness
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |
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But, all this while, I was giving myself very unnecessary alarm. Providence had mediated better things for me than I could possibly imagine for myself.
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Nathaniel Hawthorne |