Nathaniel Hawthorne
Nathaniel Hawthorne
Nathaniel Hawthornewas an American novelist, Dark Romantic, and short story writer...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth4 July 1804
CountryUnited States of America
children world this-world
There are many things in this world that a child must not ask about.
children race evil
Now are ye undeceived. Evil is the nature of mankind. Evil must be your only happiness. Welcome again, my children, to the communion of your race.
nature children roots
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.
children doors house
Halfway down a by-street of one of our New England towns stands a rusty wooden house, with seven acutely peaked gables, facing towards various points of the compass, and a huge, clustered chimney in the midst. The street is Pyncheon Street; the house is the old Pyncheon House; and an elm-tree, of wide circumference, rooted before the door, is familiar to every town-born child by the title of the Pyncheon Elm.
bewildered face finally true wear
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
shall
And what shall we live on while I am writing it?
article dr english morality
Dr Johnson's morality was as English an article as a beefsteak.
necessary
You are the only person in the world that was ever necessary to me.
dreamt energy fact great matter means miles point thousands vibrating
Is it a fact -- or have I dreamt it -- that, by means of electricity, the world of matter has become a great nerve, vibrating thousands of miles in a breathless point of time?
liquid music poured quench thirst voice
So she poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.
drafts heir miser pay punishment tomb
Punishment of a miser - to pay the drafts of his heir in his tomb
artist cannot deal expressed great ought pictures poet
Nobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, which cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet and artist has actually expressed
art bewildered deception face finally life order true wear
Life is the art of being well deceived; and in order that the deception may 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
asleep blessed fell hands husband light meet visions
She and her husband fell asleep with hands tenderly clasped, and awoke, from visions of unearthly radiance, to meet the more blessed light of one another's eyes.