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
mother strong emotional
I love my mother, but there has been, ever since my boyhood, a sort of coldness of intercourse between us, such as is apt to come between people of strong feelings.
mother treasure pearls
But she named the infant "Pearl," as being of great price-purchased with all she had-her mother's only treasure!
love mother grief
Or-but this more rarely happened-she would be convulsed with a rage of grief, and sob out her love for her mother, in broken words, and seem intent on proving that she had a heart, by breaking it.
mother heart sorrow
The sorrow that lay cold in her mother's heart... converted it into a tomb.
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.