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Nathaniel Hawthorne

Data urodzenia: 4. Lipiec 1804
Data zgonu: 19. Maj 1864

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Nathaniel Hawthorne – pisarz romantyczny, uważany za jednego z największych i najbardziej wpływowych twórców literatury amerykańskiej XIX wieku.

Zanurzona w mroku i grozie, mocno religijna twórczość Hawthorne’a ogniskowała się wokół problematyki grzechu pierworodnego, tudzież losów bohaterów uwikłanych w rozpaczliwe konflikty winy i odkupienia. Niektórzy badacze mówią wręcz o „obsesji grzechu” u autora Szkarłatnej litery. Sam Hawthorne tłumaczył swoje pisarstwo, a zwłaszcza obecne w niej zainteresowanie dylematami moralnymi, potrzebą zadośćuczynienia miastu Salem i poniesienia odpowiedzialności za zło wyrządzone przez purytańską społeczność, która końcem XVII wieku - 1692, była sprawcą słynnego „procesu czarownic”.

Nathaniel Hawthorne wraz z Edgarem Allanem Poem do dziś stawiany jest w poczet znawców mrocznych stron ludzkiej psychiki we wczesnej literaturze amerykańskiej.

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„I have not lived, but only dreamed about living.“

— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Letter to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (4 June 1837)

„Easy reading is damn hard writing.“

— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Also attributed to Ernest Hemingway and others; the earliest definite occurrence of this yet found in research for Wikiquote is by Maya Angelou, who stated it in Conversations With Maya Angelou (1989) edited by Jeffrey M. Elliot:

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„As far as my experience goes, men of genius are fairly gifted with the social qualities; and in this age, there appears to be a fellow-feeling among them, which had not heretofore been developed.“

— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Context: As far as my experience goes, men of genius are fairly gifted with the social qualities; and in this age, there appears to be a fellow-feeling among them, which had not heretofore been developed. As men, they ask nothing better than to be on equal terms with their fellow-men; and as authors, they have thrown aside their proverbial jealousy, and acknowledge a generous brotherhood. "The Hall of Fantasy" (1843)

„Long, long may it be, ere he comes again! His hour is one of darkness, and adversity, and peril.“

— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Context: Long, long may it be, ere he comes again! His hour is one of darkness, and adversity, and peril. But should domestic tyranny oppress us, or the invader's step pollute our soil, still may the Gray Champion come, for he is the type of New England's hereditary spirit; and his shadowy march, on the eve of danger, must ever be the pledge, that New England's sons will vindicate their ancestry. "The Gray Champion" (1835) from Twice Told Tales (1837, 1851)

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„Holligsworth would have gone with me to the hither verge of life, and have sent his friendly and hopeful accents far over on the other side, while I should be treading the unknown path.“

— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Context: Hollingworth's more than brotherly attendance gave me inexpressible comfort. Most men - and certainly I could not always claim to be one of the exceptions - have a natural indifference, if not an absolute hostile feeling, towards those whose disease, or weakness, or calamity of any kind causes to falter or faint among the rude jostle of our existence. The education of Christianity, it is true, the sympathy of a like experience and the example of women, may soften and, possibly, subvert this ugly characteristic of our sex; but it is originally there, and has likewise its analogy in the practice of our brute brethren, who hunt the sick and disabled member of the herd from among them, as an enemy. It is for this reason that the stricken deer goes apart, and the sick lion grimly withdraws into his den. Except in love, or the attachments of kindred, or other very long and habitual affection, we really have no tenderness. But there was something of the woman moulded into the great, stalwart frame of Holligsworth; nor was he ashamed of it, as men often are of what is best in them, nor seemed ever to know that there was such a soft place in his heart. I knew it well, however, at that time, although afterwards it came nigh to be forgotten. Methought there could not be two such men alive as Holligsworth. There never was any blaze of a fireside that warmed and cheered me, in the down—sinkings and shiverings of my spirit, so effectually as did the light out of those eyes, which lay so deep and dark under his shaggy brows. Happy the man that has such a friend beside him when he comes to die!... How many men, I wonder, does one meet with in a lifetime, whom he would choose for his deathbed companions! It still impresses me as almost a matter of regret that I did not die then, when I had tolerably made up my mind to it; for Holligsworth would have gone with me to the hither verge of life, and have sent his friendly and hopeful accents far over on the other side, while I should be treading the unknown path.

„Let us forget the other names of American statesmen, that have been stamped upon these hills, but still call the loftiest — WASHINGTON.“

— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Context: Let us forget the other names of American statesmen, that have been stamped upon these hills, but still call the loftiest — WASHINGTON. Mountains are Earth's undecaying monuments. They must stand while she endures, and never should be consecrated to the mere great men of their own age and country, but to the mighty ones alone, whose glory is universal, and whom all time will render illustrious. "Sketches from Memory": The Notch of the White Mountains (1835)

„A high truth, indeed, fairly, finely, and skilfully wrought out, brightening at every step, and crowning the final development of a work of fiction, may add an artistic glory, but is never any truer, and seldom any more evident, at the last page than at the first.“

— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Context: Many writers lay very great stress upon some definite moral purpose, at which they profess to aim their works. Not to be deficient in this particular, the author has provided himself with a moral, — the truth, namely, that the wrong-doing of one generation lives into the successive ones, and, divesting itself of every temporary advantage, becomes a pure and uncontrollable mischief; and he would feel it a singular gratification if this romance might effectually convince mankind — or, indeed, any one man — of the folly of tumbling down an avalanche of ill-gotten gold, or real estate, on the heads of an unfortunate posterity, thereby to maim and crush them, until the accumulated mass shall be scattered abroad in its original atoms. In good faith, however, he is not sufficiently imaginative to flatter himself with the slightest hope of this kind. When romances do really teach anything, or produce any effective operation, it is usually through a far more subtile process than the ostensible one. The author has considered it hardly worth his while, therefore, relentlessly to impale the story with its moral as with an iron rod, — or, rather, as by sticking a pin through a butterfly, — thus at once depriving it of life, and causing it to stiffen in an ungainly and unnatural attitude. A high truth, indeed, fairly, finely, and skilfully wrought out, brightening at every step, and crowning the final development of a work of fiction, may add an artistic glory, but is never any truer, and seldom any more evident, at the last page than at the first. Preface

„How slowly I have made my way in life! How much is still to be done!“

— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Context: How slowly I have made my way in life! How much is still to be done! How little worth — outwardly speaking — is all that I have achieved! The bubble reputation is as much a bubble in literature as in war, and I should not be one whit the happier if mine were world-wide and time-long than I was when nobody but yourself had faith in me. The only sensible ends of literature are, first, the pleasurable toil of writing; second, the gratification of one's family and friends; and, lastly, the solid cash. [http://www.ibiblio.org/eldritch/nh/hb12.html Letter] to Horatio Bridge (15 March 1851)

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