A writer of story books! What kind of business in life-what mode of glorifying God, or being serviceable to mankind in his… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
A long time ago, in a town with which I used to be familiarly acquainted, there dwelt an elderly person of grim… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
Pleasant is a rainy winter's day, within doors! The best study for such a day, or the best amusement,—call it which you… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
It is a little remarkable, that - though disinclined to talk overmuch of myself and my affairs at the fireside, and to… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
The evening before my departure for Blithedale, I was returning to my bachelor-apartments, after attending the wonderful exhibition of the Veiled Lady,… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
Articulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb. — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
America is now wholly given over to a d--d mob of scribbling women, and I should have no chance of success while… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
We men of study, whose heads are in our books, have need to be straightly looked after! We dream in our waking… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
It will startle you to see what slaves we are to by-gone times-to Death, if we give the matter the right word!… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
A throng of bearded men in sad-colored garments and gray, steeple-crowned hats, intermixed with women, some wearing hoods, and other bareheaded, was… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
The book, if you would see anything in it, requires to be read in the clear, brown, twilight atmosphere in which it… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
In an ancient though not very populous settlement, in a retired corner of one of the New England states, arise the walls… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
It was a day in early spring; and as that sweet, genial time of year and atmosphere calls out tender greenness from… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“there was something of the women molded into the great, stalwart frame of Hollingsworth; nor was he ashamed of it; as men often are… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
The trees reflected in the river - they are unconscious of a spiritual world so near to them. So are we. — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“The dismaying thing about the classic totalitarian mind is that any given gear, though mutilated, will have at its circumference unbroken sequences of teeth… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests, but lonely and chill, and without a household fire, I longed to kindle one!” — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
Wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these. — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
The founders of a new colony, whatever Utopia of human virtue and happiness they might originally project, have invariably recognized it among their earliest… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“he seemed to be in quest for mental food, not heart sustenance.” — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“Possibly, he was in a state of second growth and recovery, and was constantly assimilating nutriment for his spirit and intellect from sights, sounds,… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
“What wonder, then, should we be frightened by the aspect of a monster, which, after all,—though we can point to every feature of his… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
As the architecture of a country always follows the earliest structures, American architecture should be a refinement of the log-house. The Egyptian is so… — Nathaniel Hawthorne Copy Share Image
