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
years
Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.
eye men years
It was one of those moments—which sometimes occur only at the interval of years—when a man's moral aspect is faithfully revealed to his mind's eye. Not improbably, he had never before viewed himself as he did now.
years next-day trials
To-morrow would bring its own trial with it; so would the next day, and so would the next; each its own trial, and yet the very same that was now so unutterably grievous to be borne. The days of the far-off future would toil onward, still with the same burden for her to take up, and bear along with her, but never to fling down; for the accumulating days, and added years, would pile up their misery upon the heap of shame.
heart years age
If mankind were all intellect, they would be continually changing, so that one age would be entirely unlike another. The great conservative is the heart, which remains the same in all ages; so that commonplaces of a thousand years' standing are as effective as ever.
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.