Nathaniel Hawthorne, Salem, 1840
Portrait by Charles Osgood
Age, with its miserable train of cares, and sorrows, and diseases, was remembered only as the trouble of a dream, from which they had joyously awoke. The fresh gloss of the soul, so early lost, and without which the world’s successive scenes had been but a gallery of faded pictures, again threw its enchantment over all their prospects. They felt like new-created beings, in a new-created universe.
– Nathaniel Hawthorne, “The Fountain of Youth” / “Dr. Heidegger’s Experiment”