Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes
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She poured out the liquid music of her voice to quench the thirst of his spirit.
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Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart.
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The book, if you would see anything in it, requires to be read in the clear, brown, twilight atmosphere in which it was written; if opened in the sunshine, it is apt to look exceedingly like a volume of blank pages.
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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.
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'Never, never!' whispered she. 'What we did had a consecration of its own.'