Nathaniel Hawthorne was an American novelist and short story writer... (wikipedia)
Time flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind.
It contributes greatly towards a man's moral and intellectual health, to be brought into habits of companionship with individuals unlike himself, who care little for his pursuits, and whose sphere and abilities he must go out of himself to appreciate.
Happiness is a butterfly, which when pursued, is always just beyond your grasp, but which, if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.
All brave men love; for he only is brave who has affections to fight for, whether in the daily battle of life, or in physical contests.
Caresses, expressions of one sort or another, are necessary to the life of the affections as leaves are to the life of a tree. If they are wholly restrained, love will die at the roots.
Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of pursuit, and it leads us a wild-goose chase, and is never attained. Follow some other object, and very possibly we may find that we have caught happiness without dreaming of it.
Every individual has a place to fill in the world and is important in some respect whether he chooses to be so or not.
The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may not be going to prove one's self a fool; the truest heroism is to resist the doubt; and the profoundest wisdom, to know when it ought to be resisted, and when it be obeyed.
Accuracy is the twin brother of honesty; inaccuracy, of dishonesty.
You can get assent to almost any proposition so long as you are not going to do anything about it.