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Hawthorne, Nathaniel, 1804-1864

"Passages from the American Notebooks, Volume 1"

The breadth of back of these fat men is truly
a wonder.
A decent man, at table the other day, took the only remaining potato out
of the dish, on the end of his knife, and offered his friend half of it!
The mountains look much larger and more majestic sometimes than at
others,--partly because the mind may be variously disposed, so as to
comprehend them more or less, and partly that an imperceptible (or almost
so) haze adds a great deal to the effect. Saddleback often looks a huge,
black mass,--black-green, or black-blue.
The cave makes a fresh impression upon me every time I visit it,--so
deep, so irregular, so gloomy, so stern,--part of its walls the pure
white of the marble,--others covered with a gray decomposition and with
spots of moss, and with brake growing where there is a handful of earth.
I stand and look into its depths at various points, and hear the roar of
the stream re-echoing up. It is like a heart that has been rent asunder
by a torrent of passion, which has raged and foamed, and left its
ineffaceable traces; though now there is but a little rill of feeling at
the bottom.


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