Flor Baradi

“But there is an influence in the light of the morning that tends to rectify whatever errors of fancy, or even of judgment, we may have incurred during the sun's decline, or among the shadows of the night, or in the less wholesome glow of moonshine.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, Rappaccini's Daughter

“By all appreciable signs, they loved; they had looked love, with eyes that conveyed the holy secret from the depths of one soul into the depths of the other, as if it were too sacred to be whispered by the way; they had even spoken love, in those gushes of passion when their spirits darted forth in articulated breath, like tongues of long-hidden flame; and yet there had been no seal of lips, no clasp of hands, nor any slightest caress, such as love claims and hallows.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, Rappaccini's Daughter

“There is something truer and more real, than what we can see with the eyes, and touch with the finger.”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, Rappaccini's Daughter

“How often is it the case that, when impossibilities have come to pass and dreams have condensed their misty substance into tangible realities, we find ourselves calm, and evenly coldly self-possessed, amid circumstances which it would have been a delirium of joy or agony to anticipate!”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, Rappaccini's Daughter