Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes

What I wanted to do was to paint sunlight on the side of a house.

I did not want windows, only skylights. I chose my painting wall as it has the best morning light.

I like all those painters who loved and had a strong feeling for nature.

When I look at green trees on a sunny day, I don't know how to make an interesting picture of that.

I believe it is one's duty to paint the rich and magnificent aspects of nature. We need gaiety and happiness, hope and love.

Love is Natures second sun.

Beauty ...is of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon.

I'm just a landscape painter. I look out the window and I see what's going on, and I paint it. While I'm painting it, I also write thoughts about what I see going on out there.

He that will enjoy the brightness of sunshine, must quit the coolness of the shade.

My skin is 24 karat gold when a sun hit it.

Beauty is a primeval phenomenon, which itself never makes its appearance, but the reflection of which is visible in a thousand different utterances of the creative mind, and is as various as nature herself.

Nature is my main source of inspiration - I will never stop taking hints from what I call 'the greatest artist'

Art is embedded in nature and they who can extract it, have it.

I am very fond of sunsets. Come, let us go look at a sunset.

Is not light grander than fire?

Sunlight is like the breath of life to the pomp of autumn.

A heightened sense of the observation of nature is one of the chief delights that have come to me through trying to paint.

I'm passionate about nature and the respect, peace, and beauty I derive from it. My voice, my live performance, and when I'm in the studio. My children and love.

Laugh out, O stream, from your bed of green, / Where you lie in the sun's embrace; / And talk to the reeds that o'er you lean / To touch your dimpled face.

I’m interested in natural growth patterns, and the beautiful forms that only nature creates. How that flows through me and how that comes out is what I’m trying to understand.

The Thames was all gold. God it was beautiful, so fine that I began working a frenzy, following the sun and its reflections on the water.

See the gold sunshine patching, And streaming and streaking across The gray-green oaks; and catching, By its soft brown beard, the moss.

There is nothing more musical than a sunset.

Poetry is like standing on the edge of a lake on a moonlit night and the light of the moon is always pointing straight at you.