Maxioms by Nathaniel Hawthorne
Is it a fact -- or have I dreamt it -- that, by means of electricity, the world of matter read more
Is it a fact -- or have I dreamt it -- that, by means of electricity, the world of matter has become a great nerve, vibrating thousands of miles in a breathless point of time?
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.
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.
Eager souls, mystics and revolutionaries, may propose to refashion the world in accordance with their dreams; but evil remains, and read more
Eager souls, mystics and revolutionaries, may propose to refashion the world in accordance with their dreams; but evil remains, and so long as it lurks in the secret places of the heart, utopia is only the shadow of a dream
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 one is true.
