...as a mark of gratitude for his previous patronage, and a slight super-added morsel after breakfast, put likewise into his hand a whale! The great fish, reversing his experience with the prophet of Nineveh, immediately began his progress down the same red pathway of fate whiter so varied a caravan had preceded him.
Nathaniel HawthorneMots clés nathaniel-hawthorne the-house-of-the-seven-gables
I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house."
[Notebook, Oct. 10, 1842]
Mots clés nature sunshine autumn
It was a tender and heart-dissolving prayer, full of sorrow, yet so imbued with celestial hopes, that the music of a heavenly harp, swept by the fingers of the dead, seemed faintly to be heard among the saddest accents of the minister.
Nathaniel HawthorneGod", said the dying man, pointing his finger, with a ghastly look, at the undismayed countenance of his enemy, "God will give him blood to drink!
Nathaniel HawthorneWhen the friend shows his inmost heart to his friend; the lover to his best-beloved; when man does not vainly shrink from the eye of his Creator, loathsomely treasuring up the secret of his sin; then deem me a monster, for the symbol beneath which I have lived, and die! I look around me, and, lo! on every visage a black veil!
Nathaniel HawthorneClergymen, judges, statesmen--the wisest, calmest, holiest persons of their day--stood in the inner circle round about the gallows, loudest to applaud the work of blood, latest to confess themselves miserably deceived.
Nathaniel Hawthorne....the sun was still marking the passage of the first bright hour in a history that was not destined to be all so bright.
Nathaniel HawthorneShe had wandered, without rule or guidance, into a moral wilderness... Her intellect and heart had their home, as it were, in desert places, where she roamed as freely as the wild Indian in his woods... The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers—stern and wild ones—and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss.
Nathaniel HawthorneMots clés morality
it is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom.
Nathaniel HawthorneLife, within doors, has few pleasanter prospects than a neatly-arranged and well-provisioned breakfast-table.
Nathaniel HawthorneMots clés breakfast
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