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Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes

Total quotes: 17
“She was like a ghost that haunts a familiar fireside, unable to make itself seen or felt, unable to smile at the joys of everyday life nor mourn its sorrow.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
Tagged: Unseen, Unnoticeable
“Wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“"Never, never!" whispered she. "What we did had a consecration of its own."”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“Trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognize his enemy when the latter actually appeared.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“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, The Scarlet Letter
“On the breast of her gown, in fine red cloth, surrounded with an elaborate embroidery and fantastic flourishes of gold thread, appeared the letter A.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“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, The Scarlet Letter
“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.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have caught happiness without dreaming of it.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Tagged: Love You Haven't Found Yet, Happiness, Pursuit, Love, Dreams, Dreaming
“A pure hand needs no glove to cover it.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“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, The Scarlet Letter
“Let the black flower blossom as it may!”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“Among many morals which press upon us from the poor minister's miserable experience, we put only this into a sentence: — "Be true! Be true! Be true! Show freely to the world, if not your worst, yet some trait whereby the worst may be inferred!"”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“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, ghostlike, the spot where some great and marked event has given the color to their lifetime; and still the more irresistibly, the darker the tinge that saddens it.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“The moment when a man's head drops off is seldom or never, I am inclined to think, precisely the most agreeable of his life. Nevertheless, like the greater part of our misfortunes, even so serious a contingency brings its remedy and consolation with it, if the sufferer will but make the best, rather than the worst, of the accident which has befallen him.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
“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, The Scarlet Letter
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