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
beautiful sweet spring
It was a day in early spring; and as that sweet, genial time of year and atmosphere calls out tender greenness from the ground,--beautiful flowers, or leaves that look beautiful because so long unseen under the snow and decay,--so the pleasant air and warmth had called out three young people, who sat on a sunny hill-side enjoying the warm day and one another.
art spring roots
Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
spring sunshine men
Can man be so age-stricken that no faintest sunshine of his youth may re visit him once a year? It is impossible. The moss on our time-worn mansion brightens into beauty; and the good old pastor, who once dwelt here, renewed his prime and regained his boyhood in the genial breeze of his ninetieth spring. Alas for the worn and heavy soul, if, whether in youth or age, it has outlived its privilege of springtime sprightliness!
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.
stern taught wild
Shame, Depair, Soltude! These had been her teachers, stern and wild ones,- and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss.