Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes

Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!

Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain! (Nathaniel Hawthorne)

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Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!
Nathaniel Hawthorne Quotes: Give me a rose, that I may press its thorns, and prove myself awake by the sharp touch of pain!