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 the true.
Nathaniel HawthorneArticulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.
Nathaniel HawthorneWould Time but await the close of our favorite follies, we should all be young men, all of us, and until Doom's Day.
Nathaniel HawthorneShall we never never get rid of this Past? ... It lies upon the Present like a giant's dead body.
Nathaniel Hawthorne