Nathaniel Hawthorne

A grave, wherever found, preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.

A grave, wherever found, preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.

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.

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.

A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within
itself, may, after all, be but a read more

A bodily disease which we look upon as whole and entire within
itself, may, after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the
spiritual part.

"Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims, "here is food." "Well,"
answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within read more

"Here, dearest Eve," he exclaims, "here is food." "Well,"
answered she, with the germ of a housewife stirring within her,
"we have been so busy to-day that a picked-up dinner must serve."