Nathaniel Hawthorne

It is a suggestive idea to track those worn feet backward through
all the paths they have trodden ever read more

It is a suggestive idea to track those worn feet backward through
all the paths they have trodden ever since they were the tender
and rosy little feet of a baby, and (cold as they now are) were
kept warm in his mother's hand.

The best of us being unfit to die, what an unexpressible absurdity to put the worst to death.

The best of us being unfit to die, what an unexpressible absurdity to put the worst to death.

No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself, and another to the multitude, without finally getting read more

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 true.

And what is more melancholy than the old apple-trees that linger
about the spot where once stood a homestead, read more

And what is more melancholy than the old apple-trees that linger
about the spot where once stood a homestead, but where there is
now only a ruined chimney rising our of a grassy and weed-grown
cellar? They offer their fruit to every wayfarer--apples that
are bitter-sweet with the moral of times vicissitude.

Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down read more

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