What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so in exorable as one's self!
Nathaniel HawthorneShe could no longer borrow from the future to ease her present grief.
Nathaniel HawthorneWhat a terrible thing it is to try to let off a little bit of truth into this miserable humbug of a world!
Nathaniel HawthorneA single dream is more powerful than a thousand realities.
Nathaniel HawthorneAnd there I sat, long long ago, waiting for the world to know me.
Nathaniel HawthorneAmerica is now wholly given over to a damned mob of scribbling women
Nathaniel Hawthornethat the sufferer should never know the intensity of what he endures by its present torture, but chiefly by the pang that rankles after it.
Nathaniel HawthorneShall we not spend our immortal life together? Surely, surely, we have ransomed one another, with all this woe!
Nathaniel HawthorneShe poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.
Nathaniel HawthorneWe men of study, whose heads are in our books, have need to be straightly looked after! We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep.
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