- She had not known the weight until she felt the freedom. The Scarlet Letter
- We dream in our waking moments, and walk in our sleep. The Scarlet Letter
- No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself, and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true. The Scarlet Letter
- The disease of the body, supposed to be a separate and independent entity, may, after all, be but a symptom of some ailment in the spiritual part. The Scarlet Letter
- It is to the credit of human nature, that, except where its selfishness is brought into play, it loves more readily than it hates. The Scarlet Letter