Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom. Each, in its utmost development, supposes a high degree of intimacy and heart-knowledge; each renders one individual dependent for the food of his affections and spiritual life upon another; each leaves the passionate lover, or the no less passionate hater, forlorn and desolate by the withdrawal of his object.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Spiritual, Hate, Heart

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2010). “The Scarlet Letter”, p.225, Bibliolis Books

• I heard a neigh. Oh, such a brisk and melodious neigh it was. My very heart leapt with the sound.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Horse, Heart, Sound

• Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, this it overflows upon the outward world.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Love, Life, Heart

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2016). “Nathaniel Hawthorne: Collected Novels: Scarlet Letter / House of Seven Gables / Blithedale Romance / Fanshawe / Marble Faun: Library of America #10”, p.343, Library of America

• I want nothing to do with politicians. Their hearts wither away, and die out of their bodies. Their consciences are turned to india-rubber, or to some substance as black as that, and which will stretch as much.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Black, India

  Nathaniel Hawthorne, Herman Melville, Julian Hawthorne (2015). “Life and Genius of Nathaniel Hawthorne: Letters, Diaries, Reminiscences and Extensive Biographies: Autobiographical Writings of the Renowned American Novelist, Author of “The Scarlet Letter”, “The House of Seven Gables” and “Twice-Told Tales””, p.1191, e-artnow

• I have laughed, in bitterness and agony of heart, at the contrast between what I seem and what I am!

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Agony, Bitterness

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne (Illustrated)”, p.246, Delphi Classics

• What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Love, Heart, Dark

  The House of the Seven Gables ch. 11 (1851)

• Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart! Else it may be their miserable fortune, when some mightier touch than their own may have awakened all her sensibilities, to be reproached even for the calm content, the marble image of happiness, which they will have imposed upon her as the warm reality.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Love, Passion, Heart

  The Scarlet Letter ch. 15 (1850)

• I wish I had the gift of making rhymes, for methinks there is poetry in my head and heart since I have been in love with you.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Love, Heart, Wish

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (1884). “The Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne”

• There is evil in every human heart, which may remain latent, perhaps, through the whole of life; but circumstances may rouse it to activity.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Evil, May

  Nathaniel Hawthorne, Herman Melville, Julian Hawthorne (2015). “Life and Genius of Nathaniel Hawthorne: Letters, Diaries, Reminiscences and Extensive Biographies: Autobiographical Writings of the Renowned American Novelist, Author of “The Scarlet Letter”, “The House of Seven Gables” and “Twice-Told Tales””, p.231, e-artnow

• Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart!

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Love, Relationship, Passion

  The Scarlet Letter ch. 15 (1850)

• No summer ever came back, and no two summers ever were alike. Times change, and people change; and if our hearts do not change as readily, so much the worse for us.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Summer, Heart, Two

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2015). “Complete Novels of Nathaniel Hawthorne (Illustrated Edition): Fanshawe, The Scarlet Letter with its Adaptation, The House of the Seven Gables, The Blithedale Romance, The Marble Faun, The Dolliver Romance, Septimius Felton, Grimshawe's Secret and Biography”, p.639, e-artnow

• If mankind were all intellect, they would be continually changing, so that one age would be entirely unlike another. The great conservative is the heart, which remains the same in all ages; so that commonplaces of a thousand years' standing are as effective as ever.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Years, Age

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (1875). “Passages from the English Note-books of Nathaniel Hawthorne”, p.66

• I wonder that we Americans love our country at all, it having no limits and no oneness; and when you try to make it a matter of the heart, everything falls away except one's native State; -neither can you seize hold of that, unless you tear it out of the Union, bleeding and quivering.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Love, Country, Fall

• See! those fiendish lineaments graven on the darkness, the writhed lip of scorn, the mockery of that living eye, the pointed finger, touching the sore place in your heart! Do you remember any act of enormous folly, at which you would blush, even in the remotest cavern of the earth? Then recognize your Shame.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Eye, Touching

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne (Illustrated)”, p.1732, Delphi Classics

• Last night, there came a frost, which has done great damage to my garden.... It is sad that Nature will play such tricks on us poor mortals, inviting us with sunny smiles to confide in her, and then, when we are entirely within her power, striking us to the heart.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Nature, Heart, Night

  Nathaniel Hawthorne, Claude Mitchell Simpson (1972). “The American notebooks”, Ohio State Univ Pr

• In the depths of every heart, there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and revelry above may cause us to forget their existence, and the buried ones, or prisoners whom they hide. But sometimes, and oftenest at midnight, those dark receptacles are flung wide open. In an hour like this, when the mind has a passive sensibility, but no active strength; when the imagination is a mirror, imparting vividness to all ideas, without the power of selecting or controlling them; then pray that your grieves may slumber, and the brotherhood of remorse not break their chain.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Dark, Grieving

  1851 Twice- Told Tales,'The Haunted Mind'.

• 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

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Inspirational, Motivational, Dream

• What a sweet reverence is that when a young man deems his mistress a little more than mortal and almost chides himself for longing to bring her close to his heart.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Life, Sweet, Heart

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2015). “Complete Novels of Nathaniel Hawthorne (Illustrated Edition): Fanshawe, The Scarlet Letter with its Adaptation, The House of the Seven Gables, The Blithedale Romance, The Marble Faun, The Dolliver Romance, Septimius Felton, Grimshawe's Secret and Biography”, p.931, e-artnow

• Wherever there is a heart and an intellect, the diseases of the physical frame are tinged with the peculiarities of these.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Body, Disease

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Nathaniel Hawthorne (Illustrated)”, p.200, Delphi Classics

• Our Creator would never have made such lovely days, and have given us the deep hearts to enjoy them, above and beyond all thought, unless we were meant to be immortal.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Love, Death, Heart

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2013). “Mosses from an Old Manse (Annotated Edition)”, p.39, Jazzybee Verlag

• Or-but this more rarely happened-she would be convulsed with a rage of grief, and sob out her love for her mother, in broken words, and seem intent on proving that she had a heart, by breaking it.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Love, Mother, Grief

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (1850). “The Scarlet Letter”, p.106

• She had wandered, without rule or guidance, into a moral wilderness... Her intellect and heart had their home, as it were, in desert places, where she roamed as freely as the wild Indian in his woods... The scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread. Shame, Despair, Solitude! These had been her teachers—stern and wild ones—and they had made her strong, but taught her much amiss.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Teacher, Strong, Home

  The Scarlet Letter ch. 18 (1850)

• Some attribute had departed from her, the permanence of which had been essential to keep her a woman. Such is frequently the fate, and such the stern development, of the feminine character and person, when the woman has encountered, and lived through, an experience of peculiar severity. If she be all tenderness, she will die. If she survive, the tenderness will either be crushed out of her, or—and the outward semblance is the same—crushed so deeply into her heart that it can never show itself more.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Character, Fate

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (2013). “The Scarlet Letter (Annotated And Illustrated Edition)”, p.178, Jazzybee Verlag

• The sorrow that lay cold in her mother's heart... converted it into a tomb.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Mother, Heart, Sorrow

  Nathaniel Hawthorne (1935). “The Scarlet Letter (Sparklesoup Classics)”, p.86, Sparklesoup LLC

• In the depths of every heart there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and the revelry above may cause us to forget their existence.

  Nathaniel Hawthorne

  Heart, Light, May

  1851 Twice- Told Tales,'The Haunted Mind'.

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