The bold-face print is an interpretation of the quote that follows.
Character 613 He may have been aristocratic, but he searched for and took home his own cow each night. "It made me smile, though with anything but scorn, in contrast to the aristocratic stateliness which I have witnessed elsewhere, to see him driving home his own cow, after a long search for her through the village." Hawthorne: “Jonathan Cilley”
Character 613 "...marked him as a man whose greatness lay within himself." Hawthorne: “Jonathan Cilley”
Character 615 He was so strong a character that even now I cannot believe that he is in his grave. "...yet, so strong was my conception of his energies--so like Destiny did it appear, that he should achieve everything at which he aimed--that, even now, my fancy will not dwell upon his grave, but pictures him still amid the struggles and triumphs of the present and the future." Hawthorne: “Jonathan Cilley”
Character 617 He saw people to be like him, searching only for their their tombstones. "…he seemed, unless my fancy misled me, to view mankind in no other relation than as people in want of tomb stones." Hawthorne: “Chippings with a Chisel”
Character 656 She saw herself as above human nature; nature will return her to the level of the lowest of other human beings. "She seeks to place herself above the sympathies of our common nature, which envelopes all human souls; see, if that nature do not assert its claim over her in some mode that shall bring her level with the lowest." Hawthorne: “Lady Eleanor’s Mantle”
Character 658 She saw herself well above other human beings. "…the deeper scorn of one whose spirit held itself too high to participate in the enjoyment of other human souls." Hawthorne: “Lady Eleanor’s Mantle”
Character 658 Her conversation consisted of sarcasm. "Then, with nervous shudder, she seemed to arouse her energies, and threw some bright and playful, yet half-wicked sarcasm into the conversation." Hawthorne: “Lady Eleanor’s Mantle”
Character 688 Every place he saw marked the scene of some tragedy. "The dismal shape of the old lunatic still glided behind them; and for every spot that looked lovely in their eyes, he had some legend of human wrong or suffering, so miserably sad, that his auditors could never afterwards connect the idea of joy with the place where it happened." Hawthorne.
Character 714 He projected a sense of hopelessness. "He is not desperate…but merely devoid of hope." Hawthorne.
Character 715 He saw his existence as poor, cold and uncomfortable. "He thinks it the definition of existence, so far as himself is concerned, to be poor, cold, and uncomfortable." Hawthorne.
Character 716 He was the epitome of patient despondency. "…the expression of frost-bitten, patient despondency…. Hawthorne.
Character 717 He makes brief responses and shrinks into himself again. " …makes the briefest possible response to all general remarks, and shrinks quietly into himself again."
Character 718 " …meek, downcast, humble, uncomplaining creature…." Hawthorne.