Nathaniel Hawthorne

The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may not be going to prove one's self a fool the truest heroism is to resist the doubt and the profoundest wisdom, to know when it ought …

Time flies over us, but leaves it shadow behind.

A stale article, if you dip it in a good, warm, sunny smile, will go off better than a fresh one that you've scowled upon.

Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect whether he chooses to be so or not.

Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.

Nobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness.

Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.

In our nature, however, there is a provision, alike marvelous and merciful, that the sufferer should never know the intensity of what he endures by its present torture, but chiefly by the pang that r…

All brave men love for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.

All brave men love for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.

It contributes greatly towards a man's moral and intellectual health, to be brought into habits of companionship with individuals unlike himself, who care little for his pursuits, and whose sphere an…

The founders of a new colony, whatever Utopia of human virtue and happiness they might originally project, have invariably recognized it among their earliest practical necessities to allot a portion …

Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we ma…

Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

Nobody, I think, ought to read poetry, or look at pictures or statues, who cannot find a great deal more in them than the poet or artist has actually expressed. Their highest merit is suggestiveness.

Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them.

The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing second, the gratification of one's family and friends and lastly, the solid cash.

We sometimes congratulate ourselves at the moment of waking from a troubled dream it may be so the moment after death.

Our most intimate friend is not he to whom we show the worst, but the best of our nature.

Religion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.