Maxioms by Nathaniel Hawthorne
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.
What we call real estate--the solid ground to build a house
on--is the broad foundation on which nearly all read more
What we call real estate--the solid ground to build a house
on--is the broad foundation on which nearly all the guilt of this
world rests.
"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."
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 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.