“My heart was a habitation large enough for many guests, but lonely and chill, and without a household fire. I longed to kindle one! It seemed not so wild a dream.”
More from Nathaniel Hawthorne
“Happiness in this world, when it comes, comes incidentally. Make it the object of pursuit,…”
“She had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.”
“She was like a ghost that haunts a familiar fireside, unable to make itself seen or felt,…”
“Moonlight is sculpture; sunlight is painting.”