Aaron hill quotes
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Man is the circled oak; woman the ivy.
Law that shocks equity is reason's murderer.
O marriage! marriage! what a curse is thine, Where hands alone consent and hearts abhor.
Joys, which we do not know, we do not wish.
Shun fear, it is the ague of the soul! a passion man created for himself--for sure that cramp of nature could not dwell in the warm realms of glory.
She who means no mischief does it all.
Shame on those breasts of stone that cannot melt in soft adoption of another's sorrow.
When Christ at Cana's feast by pow'r divine, Inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine, See! cry'd they while, in red'ning tide, it gush'd, The bashful stream hath seen its God and blush'd.
There is no merit where there is no trial; and till experience stamps the mark of strength, cowards may pass for heroes, and faith for falsehood.
Union of hearts, not hands, does a marriage make, and sympathy of mind keeps love awake.
Youth is ever apt to judge in haste, and lose the medium in the wild extreme.
Oh, treacherous night thou lendest thy ready veil to every treason, and teeming mischief's beneath thy shade.
Customs form us all, our thoughts, our morals, our most fixed beliefs; are consequences of our place of birth.
Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.
Let shining Charity adorn your zeal, The noblest impulse generous minds can feel.
First, then, a woman will, or won't, - depend on't; If she will do't, she will; and there's an end on't. But, if she won't, since safe and sound your trust is, Fear is affront: and jealousy injustice.
Trust me--with women worth the being won, The softest lover ever best succeeds.
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.
Letters, from absent friends, extinguish fear, Unite division, and draw distance near; Their magic force each silent wish conveys, And wafts embodied though, a thousand ways: Could souls to bodies write, death's pow'r were mean, For minds could then meet minds with heav'n between.
Let never man be bold enough to say, Thus, and no farther shall my passion stray: The first crime, past, compels us into more, And guilt grows fate, that was but choice, before.
The man with but one idea in his head is sure to exaggerate that to top-heaviness, and thus he loses his equilibrium.
The man who pauses on the paths of treason, Halts on a quicksand, the first step engulfs him.
Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.
Servile doubt argues an impotence of mind, that says we fear because we dare not meet misfortunes.
Tender-handed stroke a nettle, And it stings you for your pains; Grasp it like a man of mettle, And it soft as silk remains. 'Tis the same with common natures: Use 'em kindly, they rebel; But be rough as nutmeg-graters, And the rogues obey you well.
Hide not thy tears; weep boldly, and be proud to give the flowing virtue manly way; it is nature's mark to know an honest heart by.
Deceit is the false road to happiness; and all the joys we travel through to vice, like fairy banquets, vanish when we touch them.
Reason gains all people by compelling none.
Order, thou eye of action.
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
