He had been driven hither by the impulse of that Remorse which dogged him everywhere, and whose own sister and closely linked companion was that Cowardice which invariably drew him back, with her tremulous gripe, just when the other impulse had hurried him to the verge of a disclosure.
Nathaniel HawthorneArticulate words are a harsh clamor and dissonance. When man arrives at his highest perfection, he will again be dumb.
Nathaniel HawthorneReligion and art spring from the same root and are close kin. Economics and art are strangers.
Nathaniel Hawthorne