Maxioms by Nathaniel Hawthorne
One picture in ten thousand, perhaps, ought to live in the
applause of mankind, from generation to generation until read more
One picture in ten thousand, perhaps, ought to live in the
applause of mankind, from generation to generation until the
colors fade and blacken out of sight or the canvas rot entirely
away.
In truth there is no such thing in man's nature as a settled and
full resolve either for good read more
In truth there is no such thing in man's nature as a settled and
full resolve either for good or evil, except at the very moment
of execution.
The marble keeps merely a cold and sad memory of a man who would else be forgotten. No man who read more
The marble keeps merely a cold and sad memory of a man who would else be forgotten. No man who needs a monument ever ought to have one.
Thus we see, too, in the world that some persons assimilate only
what is ugly and evil from the read more
Thus we see, too, in the world that some persons assimilate only
what is ugly and evil from the same moral circumstances which
supply good and beautiful results--the fragrance of celestial
flowers--to the daily life of others.
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down read more
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